Zoe

“I need help. Getting into the bath.” “Do you, now.” His voice was near-guttural. Elide bit her lip, her breasts becoming heavy, tingling. “I might slip.” His eyes drifted down her body, but he made no move. “A dangerous time, bath time.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

“Nameless is my price,” the king said. Aelin went still. “Nameless is my price,” his father repeated. The warning of an ancient witch, the damning words written on the back of the Amulet of Orynth. “For the bastard-born mark you bear, you are Nameless, yet am I not so as well?” He glanced between them, his eyes wide. “What is my name?” “This is ridiculous,” Dorian said through his teeth. “Your name is—” But where there should have been a name, only an empty hole existed.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

“Aelin wiped her hands. “Well, that’s over and done with,” she announced, and strode to the desk and map. “Shall we discuss where you all plan to march once we beat the living shit out of this army?”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

“Elide saw the sorrow on her face before she reached her. The dullness and pain in the golden eyes.
She went still. "Who?"
Manon's throat bobbed. "All."
All of the Thirteen. All those fierce, brilliant witches. Gone.
Elide put a hand to her heart, as if it could stop it from cracking.
But Manon closed the distance between them, and even with that grief in her battered, bloodied face, she put a hand on Elide's shoulder. In comfort.
As if the witch had learned to do such things.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash