Arianna

“He stole you away into the night, claiming some nonsense about the Treaty. And then everything went on as if it had never happened. It wasn’t right. None of it was right."
"You went after me," I said. "You went after me -- to Prythian."
"I got to the wall. I couldn't find a way through."
I raised a shaking hand to my throat. "You trekked two days there and two days back-- through the winter woods?"
She shrugged, looking at the sliver she'd pried from the table. "I hired that mercenary from town to bring me a week after you were taken. With the money from your pelt. She was the only one who seemed like she would believe me."
"You did that -- for me?"
Nesta's eyes -- my eyes, our mother's eyes -- met mine. "It wasn't right," she said again.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses