“But then she started shouting—the same word again and again as Dorian tried to keep dragging her up the stairs. Fleetfoot. Chaol… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“As Celaena’s chuckle faded, Chaol looked at her, his brows high. “You’re one to laugh. You moan about the cold floors more… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Is it too early to ask what you’ll be doing for your birthday?” Celaena crossed her arms. “We have plans,” she said… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
