rattle the stars

Aelin: I’m just a simple woman, with simple tastes.

Lightning gleamed on the blade, a flicker of quicksilver. For Wesley. For Sam. For Aelin. And for herself. For the child she’d been, for the seventeen-year-old on her Bidding night, for the woman she’d become, her heart in shreds, her invisible wound still bleeding. It was so very easy to sit up and slice the knife across Arobynn’s throat.

Artist: Victoria Grey

Rowan: You have literally been known to yell, “I am a God.”

Let me just prepare for my next re-read

Elide: That’s not what I— okay.

and that’s what scares you the most

I was inspired by @highladyofthesith to make some memes lolz

@faenet event: quotes Aelin’s screams echoed off rock and water.
Alone. She was alone in this.

Some Manon and Asterin ;)

The rightful Queen of Terrasen.