New Orleans ain’t ready.
Book Three Characters: Aedion Ashryver
The evolution of hands (Heir of Fire update - click to enlarge)
Aedion’s Song _ I followed fires performed by Matthew and The Atlas
"Give me to the road,
upon the heart that I had sold.
Warm my heavy hands,
my heavy hands for you to hold.”
Sam’s song _ Fade into you performed by Sam Palladio & Clare Bowen
"I only wanna move when you move
I wanna breathe out when you breathe in
then I wanna fade into you
If I was just ashes and you were the ground”
Dorian’s song _ Back to you performed by Twin Forks
"Time after time, I follow signs
I know they wind right back to you
Love, lower your eyes
Leave me a sign”
Chaol’s song _ The one that got away performed by The Civil Wars
"I never meant to get us in this deep
I never meant for this to mean a thing
Oh, I wish you were the one
Wish you were the one that got away”
Rowan’s song _ Shelter performed by The XX
"I find shelter, in this way
Under cover, hide away
Can you hear, when I say?
I have never felt this way”
So I finished Heir of Fire a couple of days ago and I had to do a update of the evolution of hands with two amazing new characters…also I think I became a big shipper in this book (so many hot and interesting dudes).
And in my nostradamus visions, about half of the fourth book I will probably be transformed into a fleet of ships.
(SPOILER ALERT) ps: ifreakinlovebooks look the baby hands, so freaking cute. I can’t stop imagining little Aedion taking care of a newborn Aelin. I want have babies and take pictures like that LOL
Disrespect Celaena Sardothien and you disrespect me.
Today’s Mani Monday includes a behind-the-scenes look at how these CROWN OF MIDNIGHT nails were made!
the royal bloodlines: galathynius, ashryver, havilliard
She brought her mouth close to his ear. “My name is Celaena Sardothien,” she whispered.“But it makes no different if my name’s Celaena or Lillian or Bitch, because I’d still beat you, no matter what you call me.” She smiled at him as she stood. He just stared up at her, his bloody nose leaking down the side of his cheek. She took the handkerchief from her pocket and dropped it on his chest. “You can keep that,” she said before she walked off the veranda.
“Go away. I feel like dying.”
“No fair maiden should die alone,” he said, putting a hand on hers. “Shall I read to you in your final moments? What story would you like?”
She snatched her hand back. “How about the story of the idiotic prince who won’t leave the assassin alone?”
“Oh! I love that story! It has such a happy ending, too—why, the assassin was really feigning her illness in order to get the prince’s attention! Who would have guessed it? Such a clever girl. And the bedroom scene is so lovely—it’s worth reading through all of their ceaseless banter!”
" I will call in every favor, every debt owed to Celaena Sardothien, to my parents, to my bloodline. And then … " She looked toward the sea, toward home. " A n d t h e n I a m g o i n g t o r a t t l e t h e s t a r s . "