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Uff, he’s good, but I still want him dead svp
Dorian, baby, I know you’re in there somewhere. Hold on pls https://abs.twimg.com/emoji/v2/... draggable="false" alt="🥺" title="Pleading face" aria-label="Emoji: Pleading face">
“The weakness lay in his death—that’s what he should have said. The weakness lay in giving up.”
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Okay but like, Choal is such an under appreciated character. I love you Choal, darling <3
Why is she not telling Aedion that Rowan already swore a bload-oath to her. Seems kind of unfair :(
WHAT GAVRIEL IS HIS FATHER ?!?!!! SHOOK
Wait, is Aedion more than a half breed bc he said he’ll stay young while Aelin will grow old and die ?? :(
Rowan said, “I’m blood-sworn to you—which means several things, one of which being that I don’t particularly care for the questioning of others, even your cousin.”

The words echoed in his head, his heart.
When she emerged, face washed and clean, Rowan was sitting up, arms crossed over his bare chest. “You forgot the bottom part.”

She merely blew out the candles in the room one by one. His eyes tracked her the entire time. “There is no bottom part,” she said
“So curious about my negligees, Prince. Whatever would the others say? Maybe you should issue a decree to clarify.” He growled, and she grinned into her pillow.
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This girl- I can’t with her sass
I need someone to tell me if Aelin is immortal or not bc otherwise I don’t see a relationship with Rowan working out
She didn’t smile. “What he said—about me getting old—”

“Don’t. Just—don’t start with that. Go to sleep.”
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THIS GIVES ME TESSA AND WILL VIBES DONT DO THIS TO ME
Beloved—not just by her, but by many.

Sam. Her Sam.
“You can call me Rowan. That’s all you need to know.” He cocked his head to the side, a predator assessing prey. “Thank you for the oil,” he added. “My skin was a little dry.”
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HAHAHAHAHHA HE DIDNT
SICKENING
He dropped her hands as if they were on fire, stepping away, those green eyes flat and dull in a way she hadn’t seen for some time now. Her throat closed up even before he said, “Don’t do that. Don’t—touch me like that.”
“You make me want to live, Rowan. Not survive; not exist. Live.”
Holy shit, that chapter when magic returned... CHILLS
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