#Rowan launched into movement his blades finding their marks but still he watched her.
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Fenrys whispered, "Holy gods."
Not at the bridge that snapped down, soldiers teeming in the dark depths inside. But at who emerged from the keep archway behind them. What emerged. Rowan didn't know where to look. At the soldiers pouring out of the siege tower, leaping onto the battlements, or at Aelin.
At the Queen of Terrasen.
She'd found armor below the keep. Beautiful, pale gold armor that gleamed like a summer dawn. Holding back her braided hair, a diadem lay flush against her head. Not a diadem, but a piece of armor. Part of some ancient set for a lady long since buried. A crown for war, a crown to wear into battle. A crown to lead armies.
There was no fear on her face, no doubt, as Aelin hefted her shield, flipping Goldryn in her hand once before the first of Morath's soldiers was upon her. Rowan launched into movement, his blades finding their marks, but still he watched her.
Aelin slammed her shield against an oncoming warrior, Goldryn slicing through another before she plunged the blade into the soldier she'd deflected. She did it again, and again.
All while heading toward that siege tower. Unhindered. Unleashed.
A call went down the line. The queen has come.
She planted her line before the gaping maw of that siege tower, right in the path of those teeming hordes. Every moment of the training she'd done on the ship here, on the road, every new blister and callus—all to rebuild herself for this.
The queen has come.
Goldryn unfaltering, her shield an extension of her arm, Aelin glowed like the sun that now broke over the khagan's army as she engaged each soldier that hurtled her way. Five, ten—she moved and moved and moved, ducking and swiping, shoving and flipping, black blood spraying, her face the portrait of grim, unbreaking will.
"The queen!" the men shouted. "To the queen!"
And as Rowan fought his way closer, as that cry went down the battlements and Anielle men ran to aid her, he realized that Aelin did not need an ounce of flame to inspire men to follow. That she had been waiting, yanking at the bit, to show them what she, without magic, without any godly power, might do. He'd never seen such a glorious sight. In every land, every battle, he had never seen anything as glorious as Aelin before the throat of the siege tower, holding the line. Dawn breaking around them, Rowan loosed a battle cry and tore into Morath.
#the full circle from QoS Rowan didn’t know where to look but totally different vibes lol#a battle cry you say? isn’t that how her rumor starts with him then pecking out eyes in a few chapters or something? lol#the QUEEN of Terrasen#all hail Rowan’s wife (lord knows he is😂)#symbols count… they give Hope… Hope matters… people need hope in times like these#the Queen has come#the cadre circle by her side#as Rowan fought his way closer to her#she didn’t need magic#and she’s saving it#she’s always got a plan#honestly I’m scared if she doesn’t have a backup secret plan#a crown for war#Goldryn#Aelin Ashryver Galathynius#Rowan Whitethorn#Rowaelin#Kingdom of Ash#Sarah J. Maas#Chapter 57#kingdom of ash quotes#There was no fear on her face no doubt — SHE WAS NOT AFRAID#Rowan launched into movement his blades finding their marks but still he watched her.#In every land every battle he had never seen anything as glorious as Aelin#Aelin did not need an ounce of flame to inspire men to follow#TO THE QUEEN#follow#and they did#unbreaking will#all to rebuild herself FOR THIS
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