A Court of Wings and Ruin (A Court of Thorns and Roses, #3)

by Sarah J. Maas

Utterly helpless. That’s how I’d been before. How I’d survived so long without it … I didn’t want to consider.

You've been Fae forcall of 6 months. Hush your mouth.

A shadow slammed into the earth before us, cracking the ice toward every horizon. Not a shadow. An Illyrian warrior.

Another impact struck the ice behind us. Shadows skittered in its wake. Azriel.

“There’s no such thing as a High Lady,” one of Lucien’s brothers spat. A faint smile played on my mouth. “There is now.” And it was time for the world to know it.