Chaol gives Calaena a tour through the stone part of the castle. The castle was old, and most of its halls and stairwells went nowhere; escaping would require some thought. But with the competition beginning tomorrow, what else did she have to do? And what better way to prepare for a potential disaster? Seriously, what…

The next day, the party enters the city with much hullabaloo and fanfare. Celaena couldn’t help but notice the sharp stares from the same women when they beheld her in the prince’s retinue. She knew how she appeared, seated atop a horse like some prize lady being brought to the castle. So Celaena only smiled…

If she wanted to break free, she’d have to go through Chaol first. Had they been alone, she might have attempted it Well now wait a minute.  Earlier she was fully intending to go through with the competition and earn her freedom the legit way.  I was actually on board with this plan, because there’s…

The prince’s eyes shone with amusement at her brashness but lingered a bit too long on her body. So either Dorian has an anorexia fetish, or Celaena isn’t really on a ‘you’ll be dead in a few months so whatever’ diet. Dorian sends everyone out of the room except Chaol. He couldn’t honestly believe he’d…

Despite her irritation, she blinked at the sight of his face. He was so young! Did I mention the excessive abuse of exclamation points in this book?  They’re all over the place!  You could start a drinking game on all these exclamation points, most of which are in the narration and not dialogue.  Also, Chaol…