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"Their hands clasped between them, he whispered into her ear, "I claim you, too, Aelin Galathynius."
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She was Aelin Ashryver Galathynius--and she would not be afraid.
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She realized that Rowan saw each of those thoughts and more as he reached into his tunic and pulled out a dagger. Her dagger. He extended it to her, it's long blade gleaming as if he'd been secretly polishing and caring for it these months. And when she grasped the dagger, it's weight lighter than she remembered, Rowan looked into her eyes, into her very core of her, and said, 'Fireheart'.
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"Celaena shuddered. "This conversation's become far too awful to have after eating." she said, slumping against the pillows. "Tell me which one of your little cadre is the handsomest, and if he would fancy me." Rowan choked. "The thought of you with any of my companions makes my blood run cold." "They're that awful? Your kitty-cat friend looked decent enough." Rowan's brows rose high. "I don't think my kitty-cat friend would know what to do with you-nor would any of the others. It would likely end in bloodshed." She kept grinning, and he crossed his arms. "They would likely have very little interest in you, as you'll be old and decrepit soon enough and thus not worth the effort it would take to win you." She rolled her eyes. "Killjoy."
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Her cheek against the moss, the young princess she had been - Aelin Galathynius - reached a hand for her. 'Get up', she said softly.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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"He looked at his friend, perhaps for the last time, and said what he had always known, from the moment they'd met, when he'd understood that the prince was his brother in soul. "I love you."
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She knew he meant it. He'd burn the library, the city or the whole world to ashes if she asked him. It was their bond, marked by blood and scent and something else she couldn't place. A tether as strong as the one that bound her to her parents. Stronger, in some ways.
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"There is... this rage." she said "This despair and hatred and rage that lives and breathes inside me. There's not sanity to it, no gentleness. It is a monster dwelling under my skin. For the past ten years, I have worked every day, every hour, to keep that monster locked up. And the moment I talk about those two days, and what happened before and after, that monster is going to break loose, and there will be no accounting for what I do." "That is how I was able to stand before the King of Adarlan, how I was able to befriend his son and his captain, how I was able to live in that palace. Because I did not give that rage, those memories, one inch. And right now I am looking for the tools that might destroy my enemy, and I cannot let out the monster, because it will make me use those tools against the king, not put them back as I should--and I might very well destroy the world for spite. So that is why I must be Celaena, not Aelin--because being Aelin means facing those things, unleashing that monster. Do you understand?"
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"Why bother? Maybe the world's not worth saving." She knew he meant it, too. Those lifeless eyes spoke volumes."
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"Aelin Galathynius smiled at her, hand still outreached. "Get up." the princess said. Celaena reached across the earth between them and brushed her fingers against Aelin's. And arose."
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Sarah J. Maas |
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She should not remember what it was like to be free.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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Aelin is alive.
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"You gave me the truth today, so I'll share mine: even if it meant us being friends again, I don't think I would want to go back to how it was before--who I was before. And this..." He jerked his chin toward the scattered crystals and the bowl of water. "I think this is a good change, too. Don't fear it." Dorian left, and Chaol opened his mouth, but no words came out. He was too stunned. When Dorian had spoken, it hadn't been a prince who looked at him. It had been a king."
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Sarah J. Maas |
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Holy gods. He'd frozen the whole damn lake. He was THAT powerful?
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Sarah J. Maas |
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She had never contemplated what it would be like--to yield control. And not have it be a weakness, but a freedom.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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There was such glittering darkness in her, an endless rift straight through her core
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Sarah J. Maas |
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The people you love are just weapons used against you.
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She wouldn't ask. Didn't want to know what manner of thing might crawl toward a fire.
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