Elide: Since I'm a professional now, I'm working on my signature
Lorcan: Here's something to practice on
Elide: .......
Elide: Lorcan this is a marriage certificate
Lorcan: .......
Elide: I'm sad :(
Aelin: need a hug?
Lorcan: Here *passes her some chocolate*
Manon: Who do I have to kill? Is it Lorcan? Please tell me I get to kill Lorcan
Elide: Why do you have to be so tall anyway?
Lorcan: Would you prefer me on my knees?
Elide: Uhh, guys, is that a dragon?
Aelin: This is Chocolate. He is here for emotional support.
Elide: In what way?
Manon: When he breathes fire on Lorcan, we feel positive emotions.
*Lorcan in the background running with his ass on fire*
Dorian: I have a theory
Aelin: really?
Dorian: yes, if I go hug manon right now, she will kill me.
Aelin: let’s prove that theory—
Chaol: NO—
“Kaltain,” her uncle rumbled, a demand and a threat and a promise.
The silent young woman—the one who never spoke, who never looked at anything, who had such marks on her. Elide had seen her only a few times. Had seen how little she responded. Or fought back.
And then Elide was walking up the stairs.
Up and up, making sure her chains clanked as loudly as possible. Her uncle fell silent.
CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW BRAVE ELIDE WAS EVEN WHEN SHE WAS POWERLESS SHE STILL USED HER WITS TO STAND UP FOR PEOPLE I LOVE HER OMG.