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Sarah J.Maas

The Assassin and the Empire

Celaena Sardothien is the assassin with everything: a place to call her own, the love of handsome Sam, and, best of all, freedom. Yet, she won't be truly free until she is far away from her old master, Arobynn Hamel; Celaena must take one last daring assignment that will liberate her forever. But having it all, means you have a lot to lose … This fourth fantastic e-novella gives readers an inside look at the characters who appear in the full-length novel THRONE OF GLASS. Don't miss out!
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    And then she would remember how it had felt to be loved, when the world had held nothing but possibility.
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    She preferred the silence. In the silence she couldn’t hear the worst question of all: had she brought this upon herself?
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    She would tuck Sam into her heart, a bright light for her to take out whenever things were darkest. And then she would remember how it had felt to be loved, when the world had held nothing but possibility. No matter what they did to her, they could never take that away.

    She would not break.

    And someday … someday, even if it took her until her last breath, she’d find out who had done this to her. To Sam. Celaena wiped away her tears as the wagon entered the shade of the tunnel through the wall. Whips and screams and the clank of chains. She tensed, already taking in every detail she could.

    But she squared her shoulders. Straightened her spine.

    “My name is Celaena Sardothien,” she whispered, “and I will not be afraid.”

    The wagon cleared the wall and stopped.

    Celaena raised her head.

    The wagon door was unlocked and thrown open, flooding the space with gray light. Guards reached for her, mere shadows against the brightness. She let them grab her, let them pull her from the wagon.

    I will not be afraid.

    Celaena Sardothien lifted her chin and walked into the Salt Mines of Endovier.

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