Alchemised
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There are, undoubtedly, still unexplored depths to the potential misery between us. Shall we endeavour to achieve all of it?”
“Aelin, leaning against the half-decayed desk that served as the lone piece of furniture in the room, smirked at him. "I saw you from a distance-once." Galan Ashryver's eyes sparked. "I'm going to assume it was during your former profession and thank you for not killing me.”
― Kingdom of Ash
― Kingdom of Ash
“Then we shall shut them," Gavriel said, and smiled grimly. "Together."
The word was more of a question, subtle and sorrowful. Together. As father and son. As the two warriors they were.
Gavriel - his father. He had come.
And looking at those tawny eyes, Aedion knew it was not for Aelin, or for Terrasen, that his father had done it.
"Together," Aedion rasped”
― Kingdom of Ash
The word was more of a question, subtle and sorrowful. Together. As father and son. As the two warriors they were.
Gavriel - his father. He had come.
And looking at those tawny eyes, Aedion knew it was not for Aelin, or for Terrasen, that his father had done it.
"Together," Aedion rasped”
― Kingdom of Ash
“Fireheart, her mother had called her.
Not for her power. The name had never once been about her power.”
― Kingdom of Ash
Not for her power. The name had never once been about her power.”
― Kingdom of Ash
“We are the Thirteen,” she said. “From now until the Darkness claims us.”
― Kingdom of Ash
― Kingdom of Ash
“He scanned the skies beyond her for the Thirteen, for Asterin Blackbeak, undoubtedly roaring her victory to the stars. Manon said quietly, “You will not find them. In this sky, or any other.” His heart strained as he understood. As the loss of those twelve fierce, brilliant lives carved another hole within him. One he would not forget, one he would honor. Silently, he crossed the balcony. Manon did not back away as he slid his arms around her. “I am sorry,” he said into her hair. Tentatively, slowly, her hands drifted across his back. Then settled, embracing him. “I miss them,” she whispered, shuddering. Dorian only held her tighter, and let Manon lean on him for as long as she needed, Abraxos staring toward that blasted bit of earth on the plain, toward the mate who would never return, while the city below celebrated.”
― Kingdom of Ash
― Kingdom of Ash
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