By Sarah J. Maas
The Silent Assassins of the pink wasteland aren’t a lot for dialog, and Celaena Sardothien wouldn’t have it the other manner. She’s now not there to chatter, she’s there to hone her craft because the world’s so much feared killer for lease. while the quiet is shattered through forces who are looking to spoil the Silent Assassins, Celaena needs to give you the chance to prevent them, or she’ll be fortunate to depart the wilderness alive.
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He sat at a table of acolytes, whose eyes were so wide that Celaena could only assume his presence at their table was an unexpected surprise. She waited and waited for him to stand, and when he did, Celaena made her best attempt to look casual as she, too, stood and bid everyone goodnight. As she turned away, she noticed that Mikhail took Ansel’s hand and held it in the shadows beneath the table. The Master was just leaving the hall when she caught up to him. With everyone still eating, the torch-lit halls were empty.
The right shoulder was fashioned into a snarling wolf’s head, and her helmet, tucked into the crook of her arm, featured a wolf hunched over the noseguard. Another wolf’s head had been molded into the pommel of her broadsword. On anyone else, the armor might have looked flamboyant and ridiculous, but on the girl . . There was a strange, boyish sort of innocence to her, and that was what made her so striking. Still, Celaena wondered how it was possible not to be sweltering to death inside all that armor.
Come,” Ansel said, her hair shimmering in a ray of sunlight. “I suppose you’ll want a bath before you do anything else. ” Ansel gave her a smile that stretched the splattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose and cheeks. Celaena glanced sidelong at the girl and her ornate armor, and followed her from the room. “That’s the best thing I’ve heard in weeks,” she said with a grin. Alone with Ansell as they strode through the halls, Celaena keenly felt the absence of the long daggers usually sheathed in her belt.
0.2 The Assassin and the Desert by Sarah J. Maas