Incredibly hard to care, when you didn’t have anyone left to care about.
She passed through a world of snowcapped mountains under shining stars. Passed over one of those mountains, where a winged male stood beside a heavily pregnant female, gazing at those very stars. Fae.
I am coming for you. Even if it takes me a thousand years. I will find you, I will find you, I will find you.
His clothes – all black, all finely made – were cut close enough to his body that I could see how magnificent he was. As if he’d been molded from the night itself.
Los vinculos de sangre no se pueden romper.
I love you,” Rowan breathed onto her skin, and flicked his tongue over the spot where his canines had scractched. “I’d walk into the burning heart of hell itself to find you.
I don’t like good-byes. If I could, I’d just walk out and not say anything.” Alis.
And Celaena felt it. She felt each footstep, the phantom bruises on her face throbbing with the memory of Arobynn’s fists. And suddenly, as the memory of that day echoed through her, she remembered the words Sam kept screaming at Arobynn as the King of the Assassins beat her, the words that she somehow had forgotten in the fog of pain: I’ll kill you!
My dreams have been filled with shadows and wings – the booming of wings soaring between mountain passes.
Lysandra’s smile was a thing of savage, dark beauty.
You do not fear,” Rhys breathed. “You do not falter. You do not yield. You go in, you get her, and you come out again.” I nodded again, holding his stare. “Remember that you are a wolf. And you cannot be caged.
I didn’t want to tumble into that deep dark – how much I wanted to stay here among the clouds and color and light.
He could offer her nothing but the truth. “You will make mistakes. You will make decisions, and sometimes you will regret those choices. Sometimes there won’t be a right choice, just the best of several bad options. I don’t need to tell you that you can do this – you know you can. I wouldn’t have sworn the oath to you if I didn’t think you could.
Breakfast, it seems, is the only meal any of us are decent at. And this one” – she jabbed a thumb in Rowan’s direction – “only knows how to cook meat on a stick over a fire.” Lysandra.
And I’d become High Fae.
She would have to think of a way out as soon as possible. But she was no closer to Dorian than she’d been in early autumn, and would certainly make no progress with Lillian in the way. A precipice opened before her. Her head gave a brief, faint throb of pain. There were no other options now. Lillian had to be eliminated.
Cassian had been teaching me these weeks about how to feel out an opponent – what were her words but the opening movements in another sort of battle?
He said it with enough humor and kindness that it chafed. How would they react if they knew the things she’d done? What would they do if they knew about the blood she’d spilled, how she’d tortured Grave and taken him apart piece by piece, the way she’d gutted Archer in that sewer? The way she’d failed her friend. Failed a lot of people.
But he knew that her thoughts weren’t of him. She stopped and stared upward. Even from a distance, he could see the blush upon her cheeks. She seemed young – no, new. It made his chest ache. Still, he watched, watched until she sighed and went inside. She never bothered to look below.
But a glass house was definitely not the place for someone to live when they were throwing quite so many stones.