I'm trying to understand. How you could come to love a monster.”“Why?”Her eyes were blazing as she hissed, “Because it will help me understand how I did the same. Is it a sickness?” she demanded, “Is it something broken within you?

My Keelie, Petrah had said. Had smiled as she said it.Manon told herself it was for an alliance. Told herself it was for show.But all she could see was the unconditional love in that dying wyvern's eyes as she unbuckled her harness, stood from the saddle, and leapt off Abraxos.

There was no escaping his crown. Or his father, who would behead Sorscha, burn her, and scatter her ashes to the wind if he found out she'd helped him. His father, whom his friends were now working to destroy. They had lied to him and ignored him for that cause. Because he was a danger, to them, to Sorscha, and—

Sam glanced at her, a hint of amusement shining in his eyes.Celaena smiled at him, and the world, for one flickering heartbeat, felt right.

The creature took Aelin's face in its hands, and her sword thudded to the ground, forgotten.Rowan was screaming as the creature pulled her into its arms. As she stopped fighting. As her flames winked out and darkness swallowed her whole.

Aelin slumbered beside him, her breathing deep and even, yet again wearing one of his shirts. Some primal part of him snarled in satisfaction at the sight, at knowing she was covered in his scent.

Your skills when it comes to complimenting women are unparalleled.

I love you," he breathed against her mouth. "And from today onward, I want to never be separated from you. Where you go, I go. Even if that means going to Hell itself, wherever you are, that's where I want to be. Forever.

So she's not with him?""No."Otho shrugged. "That's strange.""Why?" Chaol had the sudden urge to strangle him."Because it looks like he's in love with her," he said, and walked away.Chaol's eyes lost focus for a moment. Then Celaena laughed, and Dorian kept staring at her. The prince hadn't once taken his eyes off her. Dorian's expression was full of--something. Joy? Wonder? His shoulders were straight, his back erect. He looked like a man. Like a king.