"Though I think the real question is, who would have guessed that the solemn Captain of the Guard could be so passionate?" She lay down beside Celaena, also smiling. "I'm happy for you, my friend."Celaena smiled back. "I think ... I think I'm happy for me, too." And she was. For the first time in years, she was truly happy. The feeling curled around every thought, a tendril of hope that grew with each breath. She was afraid to look at it for too long, as though acknowledging it would somehow cause it to disappear. Perhaps the world would never be perfect, perhaps some things would never be right, but maybe she stood a chance of finding her own sort of peace and freedom."