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And yet he was here, glowing like a beacon in the ht

He was here

And so was she

She felt the war

Then the un pulled back

The stag, her Lord of the North, her beacon, didn’t move

"Run!" The hoarse scream erupted out of her It shattered the silence

The stag reed on the side of the wagon "Run, da turned and ran, a bolt of white light weaving through the trees

The twang of bowstrings, the hiss of arrows--all on shook as one of them struck it in frustration Celaena backed away from the , backed up, up, up, until she ran into the wall and collapsed to her knees

The silence had gone In its absence, she could feel the barking pain echo through her legs, and the ache of the injuries Farran’sof wrists and ankles rubbed raw by chains And she could feel the endless hole where Sa to Endovier--she was to be a slave in the Salt Mines of Endovier

Fear, ravenous and cold, dragged her under

Beginning

Celaena Sardothien knew she was nearing the Salt Mines when, teeks later, the trees of Oakwald gave way to gray, rough terrain, and she spotted jaggedon the floor since dawn and had already vo herself to stand up

Sounds in the distance--shouting and the faint crack of a whip

Endovier

She wasn’t ready

The light turned brighter as they left the trees behind She was glad Sam wasn’t here to see her like this

She let out a sob so violent she had to press her fist to herheard

She’d never be ready for this, for Endovier and the world without Sa away the s paused for a heartbeat She knew that breeze

She knew the chill bite beneath it, knew the hint it carried of pine and snow, knew the mountains from which it hailed A northern breeze, a breeze of Terrasen