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“I’ve only heard my clients whispering about it every now and then. But there's a group that's formed right here in Rifthold and they want to put Aelin Galathynius back on Terrasen’s throne.” Her heart stopped beating, Aelin Galathynius, the lost heir of Terrasen. “Aelin Galathynius is dead,” she breathed.
Archer shook his head, “They don’t think so, they say she's alive and that she’s raising an army against the King. She’s looking to reestablish her court, to find what's left of King Orlons inner circle.” She just stared at him, willing her fingers to unclench, willing air into her lungs. If it were true - no, it wasn’t true. If these people actually claimed to have met the heir to the throne, then she had to be an impostor.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight

“He would spend ever minute plucking the stars from the sky to deliver a bouquet of constellations if that's what it took to please her.”
― Adalyn Grace

“The past has nothing else to say, but the future is an endless song,”
― Caroline Peckham, Warrior Fae

“Where am I, Lenore Dove? Where are you, my only love?”
― Susanne Collins