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4ba3559
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I love you. There is no limit to what I can give to you, no time I need. Even when this world is forgotten whisper of dust between the stars, I will love you.
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rowaelin
empire-of-storms
rowan
throne-of-glass
rowan-whitethorn
celaena-sardothien
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Sarah J. Maas |
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a7c0646
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"Rowan considered for a moment, and then said, "I have known many kings in my life, Dorian Havilliard. And it was a rare man indeed who asked for help when he needed it, who would put aside pride."
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empire-of-storms
rowan
pride
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Sarah J. Maas |
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f1b719f
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"I can't bury another friend." "You won't." "If anything ever happened to you, Rowan-" "Don't" he breathed. "Don't even say it. We dealt with that enough the other night." He lifted a hand - hesitated, and then brushed back a strand of hair that had fallen across her face. His callused fingers scrapped against her cheekbone, then caressed the shell of her ear. It was foolish to even start down that road, when every other man she'd let in had left some wound, in one way or another, accidentally or not. There was nothing tender in his face. Only a predator's glittering gaze. "When we get back," he said, "remind me to prove you wrong about every thought that just went through your head." She lifted an eyebrow. "Oh?" He gave her a sly smile that made thinking impossible. Exactly what he wanted - to distract her from the horrors of tomorrow. "I'll even let you decide how I tell you: with words"- his eyes flickered once to her mouth- "or with my teeth and tongue."
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page-451
aelin-galathynius
rowan
rowan-whitethorn
hot
fae
sexy
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Sarah J. Maas |
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7b97a5d
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"Rowan Whitethorn is a legend. And so is his--what do you call them?" "Cadre," she said glumly. "The six of them ..." Aedion loosed a breath. "We used to tell stories about them around fires. Their battles and exploits and adventures." She sighed through her nose. "Please, please don't ever tell him that. I'll never hear the end of it, and he'll use it in every argument we have." --
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rowan
rowan-whitethorn
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Sarah J. Maas |
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69ef0ef
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The queen hadn't even bothered to say good-bye. She'd just dashed for the injured Fae warrior, his name like a prayer on her lips. Rowan.
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love
rowan
sarah-j-maas
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Sarah J. Maas |
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00e8dd7
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When you shift, will your hawk form be plucked, then?
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humor
rowan
sarah-j-maas
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Sarah J. Maas |
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eb27ef9
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Aedion yawned--the lousiest attempt at one Rowan had ever seen--and excused himself.
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wingman
aelin
rowan
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Sarah J. Maas |
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513ddd5
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At dinner, she'd seen the expression flash across his face when he caught Aelin and Rowan smiling at each other. All of Arobynn's jabs and stories had failed to find their mark tonight because Aelin had been too lost in Rowan to hear. She wondered whether the queen knew. Rowan did. Aedion did. And Arobynn did.
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arobynn
aelin
rowan
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Sarah J. Maas |
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66f245d
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"A feral smile, and he grabbed her by the chin--not hard enough to hurt, but to get her to look at him. "First thing," he breathed, "we're not friends. I'm still training you, and that means you're still under my command." the flicker of hurt must have shown, because he leaned closer, his grip tightening on her jaw. "Second--whatever we are, whatever this is? I'm still figuring it out, too. So if I'm going to give you the space you deserve to sort yourself out, then you can damn well give it to me."
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rowan
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Sarah J. Maas |
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3b45866
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If you're going to have a pissing contest, can you at least do it on the roof?
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humor
aelin
rowan
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Sarah J. Maas |
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6b511c6
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You and I have always relished damning the odds.
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rowan
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Sarah J. Maas |
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cb2b6de
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"Aelin sighed. 'This place has been shut down for months, and yet I swear I can still hear the music floating in the air.'
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music
rowan
queen-of-shadows
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Sarah J Maas |