Characters In Throne Of Glass Series 소설 & 이야기

I mentally read the written scriptures engraved into the walls of the ancient goddesses room, my fingers caressing and tracing every engraved lines tenderly. My name is Aurora and I am the daughter and only child to Queen Melinda and King Remera Aumero and heir to the throne and ruler of the seven swords and seas of Eldrador. The night seemed completely strange, I couldn't sleep. I seemed to have been awakened by something, for a reason. I turned to the side and watched through the window the familiar sight of the mountains peeking over the trees. A mirage distorts the view beyond the window shields, and it’s impossible to tell where the asphalt ends and the ocean begins.

The other six chairs surrounding it were already occupied. "Alpha Ciaran," said a dry, feminine voice. It was Amyra, the vampire queen. Her cold and calculating red eyes locked onto mine with amusement. "Countess Amyra." I bowed my head slightly, taking a seat at the table. Across from me, Zolaiah grunted in acknowledgement. The ogre king didn’t like formalities. His tusks jutted out from chapped lips, and his enormous bulk made his chair creak under him. "Let us begin," Rune Elarion, Princess Regent of the Bleeding Throne, said, her voice cutting through the tension like a blade.

“That’s Caelum Virellian. He’s from a family of frost mages, if the hair didn’t give it away. Ice in his veins. Literally.” Caelum didn’t so much as blink. Aurel moved on. “Girl with the glasses? That’s Selene Asterhold. She’s got the highest theoretical scores in this year’s intake. Don’t argue with her. You’ll lose.” Selene didn’t look up from her book, but her lips curled into a faint smirk. Aurel jabbed a thumb toward the brown-haired guy now leaning slightly forward with interest. “That one’s Thorn Revell. Friendly. Reads people a little too well for comfort. Don’t let the nice smile fool you—he’s got layers. Like poison in a pie.”

Ayleen and Victor were unconscious during Charlotte’s shift which would explain why they were as clueless as him as to what happened to everyone around them. Now, Charlotte is out there in the woods with not only the werewolves, weretigers and werecats but also the weredragons, vampires and sirens. “So she might be a royal?” Theo asks sceptically. “Yeah...” Azraiel has no idea how to explain it all when he himself can’t understand this. It’s silent for a moment. “We really need to find that Austin Jones aka Richard.” Theo mumbles as he squints his eyes to see if he can see anyone coming near.

" Oh I found my mate. “her eyes popped open at my words. Wait for it.. 1 2... 3 " Ahhhhhhhhhhh....... You found your mate. "She jumped up from the bed and came hugging me. " Yes. " " When. How ,what does he look like, finally." " Yesterday, but he found me." "Finally I can destroy this glass." She said pointing to my magical hourglass on the glass table. I carry it every where I go "It's not the glass fault so stop being dramatic." " Wait look. “she said pointing to the glass.

Then the events of the serpentine queen and afterwards" I stand up "I was a hybrid!? The god must be enraged by all of Thorne's doing. Good! I hope he never breaks free and when I kill Thorne, he dies with him" Cass wraps he arms around me and smiles "There you are mi amor, who is Thorne?" I shake my head laughing "Prince Nathair"

I sank to the floor as my head throbbed. I heard footsteps outside the door and scrambled back to the bed. The door swung open, and a shadowy figure stood in the doorway. He flicked a switch on the wall next to the door. My eyes blinked rapidly trying to adjust to the bright light. I looked up to see Dan stood there smiling. “I did tell him you were mine.” “Why are you doing this?” I cried. “Because you are mine.”

The glass turned to dust, falling through my fingers like sand. ​"They were the best we had," Victoria said from the doorway. She looked pale, her confidence finally starting to crack. "If they couldn't bring her back, then the stories are true. She’s changing too fast, Alaric. She’s becoming something we can't control." ​"She was never something we could control," I said. I turned to look at her, my eyes a dark, swirling amber. "She is a Sterling. And now she is a Thorne. She has the fire of both houses in her blood. Of course she is winning."

Then, out of nowhere, Rosa shoved me, sending me sprawling to the ground without a chance to brace myself. "Did I make the mistake of treating you too kindly, Elena? You think you can steal Sebastian from me? He's clearly my man, my Don, and I'm his wife. Spin one more tale about us, and you'll regret it," she spat, standing by Sebastian's side as if I were the homewrecker. Sebastian just watched, his face a mask of nothingness, as if he could not care less, silently backing up Rosa. Staring into Sebastian's icy eyes, I scoffed at myself and said, "Alright, I'll delete it right now!"

I caught his wrist and snapped the bone instantly. He laughed again, mad, absolutely mad. Then suddenly I saw someone coming in, it was Lena. The princess strode into the corridor with two northern warriors behind her. Her amber eyes widened briefly at the destruction. “Well,” she said dryly. “Things escalated pretty quickly here.” The attacker hissed violently at the sight of her. “Vale blood.” Lena’s expression sharpened. “You know us?” “The old packs remember.” Then he lunged again, directly towards Gina.