“Damaris,” she whispered, naming the blade. “You know your history,” said a light, female voice, and Celaena jumped, yelping as she tripped over a spear and fell into a gold-filled chest. The voice laughed. Celaena grappled for a dagger, a… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Though after all he’s done, I think he deserved Chaol running him through like that.” Celaena looked toward the bedroom door. She still hadn’t seen Chaol since yesterday. Had the king punished him for all that he had done to… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
