1st read: 3.5 ★
2nd read: 5 ★

”At long last, Aelin Ashryver Galathynius was home.”

I could barely put this book down. So much happened that I can barely string along coherent thoughts. This story spectacularly catapulted since[b: Heir of Fire|76706470] and has become everything I live and breathe.

I found myself falling more and more into rhythm with Maas’s writing and it now feels like a familiar, warm blanket. I adore how she continues to mature and evolve, crafting and honing her particular style.

Aelin, Manon, Lysandra, Asterin, Elide, Nesryn, you’re what I want to be when I grow up.

PS: As beyond the moon as I am that Arrobyn chocked to death on his own blood, how I wish it didn’t happen so quickly.