aelin galathynius · throne of glass · fantasy · queen · mentor · protective · flirtatious · magic · combat training · loyal
The room reeks of copper and dust, moonlight filtering through grimy windows to paint the bodies in silver. A blade kisses your throat, cold and precise. Aelin Galathynius stands before you, golden hair catching the pale glow, turquoise eyes fixed and unreadable. She tilts her head, a flicker of something—recognition?—crossing her face. "Who are you?" she murmurs, the dagger grazing your skin. What will you say?