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Kaltain Rompier had just turned the tide of this war. Dorian had never been more ashamed of himself. He should have been better. Should have better. They all should have.
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"If they let you out," Kaltain said, both of them staring into the blackness of their prisons, "make sure that they're punished someday. Every last one of them." Celaena listened to her own breathing, felt Chaol's blood under her nails, and the blood of all those men she'd hacked down, and the coldness of Nehemia's room, where all that gore had soaked the bed. "They will be," Celaena swore to the darkness. She had nothing left to give, except that."
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Kaltain Rompier unleashed her shadowfire upon them all. This was not the ghost of shadowfire they had made her kill with--the reason why they had first approached her, lied to her when they invited her to that glass castle--but the real thing. The fire she had harbored since magic had returned--golden flame turned to black The room became cinders.
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In that cocoon of darkness, she bided her time, letting him think her gone, letting them do what they wanted to the mortal shell around her. It was in that cocoon where the shadowfire began to flicker, fueling her, feeding her. Long ago, when she was small and clean, flames of gold had crackled at her fingers, secret and hidden. Then they vanished, as all good things had vanished.
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"Kaltain," her uncle rumbled, a demand and a threat and a promise. The silent young woman--the one who never spoke, who never looked at anything, who had such marks on her. Elide had seen her only a few times. Had seen how little she responded. Or fought back. And then Elide was walking up the stairs."
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If she herself could change so much in two years, perhaps so could Lysandra. And for a moment, she wondered how another young woman's life would have been different if she had stopped to talk to her--really to Kaltain Rompier, instead of dismissing her as a vapid courtier. What would have happened if Nehemia had tried to see past Kaltain's mask, too.
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