It is a symbol – and symbols will always wield power of their own.
His eyes gleamed, and he buried his face between my breasts again, hands caressing my back. “I love you,” he breathed. “More than life, more than my territory, more than my crown.
Aelin met Rowan’s stare and said clearly and baldly and without a speckle of doubt, “I love you. I am in love with you, Rowan. I have been for a while. And I know there are limits to what you can give me, and I know you might need time – ” His lips crushed into hers, and he said onto her mouth, dropping words more precious than rubies and emeralds and sapphires into her heart, her soul, “I love you. There is no limit to what I can give to you, no time I need. Even when this world is a forgotten whisper of dust between the stars, I will love you.” Aelin.
Aelin said to Fenrys, “We’ll only invite him to Orynth on holidays.” “So he can ruin the festivities?” Fenrys scowled. “I, for one, cherish my holidays. I don’t need a misanthrope raining on them.
Together, we stared at our reflection. Lord and Lady Night. “Ready to be wicked?” he purred in my ear. My.
But just remember that this fear of yours? It means you have something worth fighting for – something you care so greatly for that losing it is the worst thing you can imagine.
The quickest way to a man’s heart is through the fourth and fifth ribs.
More – I wanted the hardness of his body crushing against mine; I wanted his mouth and teeth and tongue on my bare skin, on my breasts, between my legs. Everywhere – I wanted him everywhere. I was drowning in that need.
I shut him out. Maybe I’d send a water-dog barking after him later – let it bite him in the ass.
I didn’t. My mother gave it to me as a keepsake, then took it back when I reached maturity – and gave it to the Weaver for safekeeping.” “Why?” “So I wouldn’t waste it.
With every breath, Aideon felt that lingering scent wrapping tighter around his heart and soul. When she came back, he was never letting her go.
I’d always thought death would be some sort of peaceful homecoming – a sweet, sad lullaby to usher me into whatever waited afterward.
When you shatter the chains of this world and forge the next, remember that art is as vital as food to a kingdom. Without it, a kingdom is nothing, and will be forgotten by time. I have amassed enough money in my miserable life to not need any more – so you will understand me clearly when I say that wherever you set your throne, no matter how long it takes, I will come to you, and I will bring music and dancing.
I have a friend. He is to be Lord of Anielle someday, and the fiercest warrior in the land.
In saving Tamlin, I was to damn myself.
And when Aelin lifted her head to survey the cheering crowd, when she smiled, Queen of Terrasen and the Faerie Queen of the West, she burned bright as a star.
One last time – you have to wear this mask one last time, and then you can bury Celaena Sardothien forever.
I want you to know,” she whispered to the wind, to the earth, to the body far beneath her, “that you were right. You were right. I am a coward. And I have been running for so long that I’ve forgotten what it is to stand and fight.
She would not waste energy missing him, wishing he were here to talk everything through, or to just have the comfort of waking up beside him and knowing he existed. She swallowed.
He didn’t understand-how she could be so delicate, so small, when she had overturned his life entirely. Worked miracles with those hands and that soul, this woman who had crossed mountains and seas.