I Dont Trust Them, Aelin. Especially That Male, Rowan Said As Soon As They Were Alone. The Breeze From

“I don’t trust them, Aelin. Especially that male,” Rowan said as soon as they were alone. The breeze from their open windows was chill compared to the summer heat outside. His Magic’s doing to cool himself off. “He is ancient - perhaps the oldest male I’ve ever encountered and his power -”

Rowan cut himself of as he pictured it. Dark and sinister, inky nightmares. Like the Valg, but he was utterly Fae. The king had never encountered anything like it in all of his years. As much as he hated bringing back the memories, the male’s magic reminded him of Maeve.

Aelin, however, was distant - peering out of their open windows towards the far tower where their guests were staying. She didn’t seem worried in the slightest. Just lost in thought.

“Fireheart?” Rowan tried. Thankfully, Aelin met his gaze. He knitted his eyebrows in worry. Please say something.

Aelin glimpsed away briefly, something like anguish crossing her face. Then she looked at him with an expression akin to his. “I know them, Rowan.”

“ It’s armor. On a woman. It doesn’t have to look feminine.”

Tessa: *to Will* I know you and Jem are parabatai

Tessa: And that he’s the only who understands you

Tessa: And that you love him more than everyone else

Tessa: But you can’t write a WHOLE poetry book on his “sweet and deep eyes” and his “silver and silky hair”

The myth of Achilles, but instead of holding him by the heel, Thetis sumberges him fully so that Achilles is completely invulnerable and Thetis has one invulnerable hand.

Dear Rhysand,

I miss you. You haven’t been gone long, and yet the ache for your return is harder to bare than I imagined. I’ve known you a long time, and imagined a life with you that lasted forever. Yet, that life was interrupted by you. You leaving, never to come back because your body is now buried under six feet of dirt and snow. My future is unpredictable now, unsteady and reluctant to stay on the path we had carved. 

Dear Rhysand,

I miss you like the wind misses the trees. Like fish miss water. Like people miss home. You were my home, my anchor, my rock, my everything. And you left, with nothing as a home except our Circle.

Dear Rhysand,

I wake up with nightmares now. I wake up screaming sometimes, seeing your death roll around in my dreams. Other times, I wake up crying, feeling for my lost love. But, you are never there, wrapped in our blanket like the thief you were. I am alone in bed now, and it’s always cold. It used to always be warm.

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Dorian, Chaol, and Celaena

And it’s hitting me again how differently Chaol and Dorian see Celaena. People give Chaol a lot of crap about how he views her and he does describe her as dangerous many times, but what’s funny is how little people scrutinize Dorian’s assessments of her. Chaol and Dorian both see halves of Celaena, neither one of them incorrect. Dorian sees her beauty, her charm, her love or books and music and he often dismisses her years as an assassin.

Here are the passages each man uses to describe Celaena upon finding her asleep in her chambers.

“Some assassin. She hadn’t even bothered to stir. But there was nothing of the assassin in her face. Not a trace of aggression or bloodlust lay written across her features.” (ToG, page 179)

Dorian sees Celaena in an extremely jaded view, with rose colored glasses if you will.

Not more than a page later, Chaol describes the same scene.

“She was still in her clothes, and while she looked beautiful, that did nothing to mask the killing potential the lay beneath.” (ToG, page 180).

This is an intentional parallel, one that at first glance can be read two ways. You can see Dorian as understanding Celaena and seeing her softer side, therefore making him the stronger love interest or you can read it as Chaol seeing the darker, but no less true, side of Celaena and loving her anyway.

But, knowing what I know now, it’s easier to understand that BOTH men are seeing parts of Celaena and falling in love with them, but neither see the entirety of the package.

In Heir of Fire, Dorian scolds Chaol and tells him he “cannot pick and choose what parts of her he loves”— if Dorian had said something like this is ToG, it would have been entirely hypocritical. Dorian loves Celaena’s love of books, her cleverness, her beauty— but he dismisses and sometimes outright refuses to explore the depth of her darker side. By the time he says this line to Chaol, it is because he now understands her in a nonromatic sense. Dorian was guilty of picking and choosing what parts he loved of her, the difference is, their relationship ended before it truly began and Dorian was forced to be introspective of himself which helped him understand Celaena.

I was the reader who was at first very taken with Chaol’s ability to recognize the danger Celaena presented while still falling in love still her— but Sarah J Maas presents a deeper love that loving people in spite of their flaws. That was always her intent, and the reason why Celaena never truly could give herself fully to Dorian or Chaol.

Instead of loving “in SPITE of” flaws and ambiguities, Rowan loves Aelin for her flaws. He loves her for her brokenness, for her wickedness— he loves her for her cleverness and kindness too. Because he recognizes them from inside his own heart.

Now, I think Rowan and Aelin (switching over now) still have kinks they need to work out. I think sometimes they are too willing to let their dark sides dictate their actions and that they should encourage each other to strive for better instead of agreeing with one another just because they are “perfectly in synch”. It is something we are beginning to see with Rowan and something I think Aelin will develop more over time. (It’s easy to forget sometimes that she is only nineteen and still very, very young in some ways.)

All that being said, I also think it’s important to explore the fact that all the characters are growing and changing.

I see a lot of people expressing their anger at Chaol for asking Celaena what she did to deserve her whipping from Endovier— and a lot of comparison between Rowan’s reaction and his.

While I think it is an important distinction for Celaena, I wouldn’t compare the characters merit off of it.

If you’ll recall, Dorian upon first meeting Celaena asks to see her back so he can see her scars and then muses that they can find dresses to “cover most of them”. No one seems to bring Dorian under the microscope for treating a woman like a prize show pony.

Mind you, I’m not ragging on Dorian. I love his character, especially now that he is growing and evolving, but in the first book he’s very much a spoiled prince.

Chaol’s reaction is equally shitty— asking what someone did to deserve being whipped. Mind you, Celaena IS a mass murderer— one Chaol is getting friendly with and often tries to emotionally distance himself from because of his moral standings. Whipping a human is wrong and inhumane, but so is murdering people for money. Something Chaol often struggles with Celaena in the first book, this morally gray ground between knowing what she has done and beginning to understand why she has done it. That being said, they finish the conversation about Endovier with Chaol being sympathetic of her, much to her surprise.

The first two books show Chaol, Dorian and Celaena as only the base of what they will become. They are all more selfish, more childish and immature than they will be in later books. Chaol and Dorian have experienced little of the darker aspects of life and Celaena has experienced too little of the brighter aspects.

I think that’s what makes them so much more suitable for the love interest they find later in the books.

Rowan would find Celaena in the first book to be utterly frivolous— bratty, vain, and selfish. Instead, he meets the girl whose soul has been broken one too many times, who might still be vain and selfish but who is also struggling to breathe, to find courage in herself to live her life for others.

Manon would find the Dorian to be completely unworthy of her time— and Dorian would probably be terrified of Manon. Dorian’s lack of fear of her is probably one of his most attractive features to Manon— his ability to be ruthless and cold while still being passionate and brave. The Dorian in ToG is completely different from the one we see in EoS. The prince who longs for love and adventure has been replaced by the king who is bathed in tragedy and is struggling to save his people.

And Yrene would have much less interest in the holier-than-thou, stern Captain of the Guard than she does in the broken and struggling Hand of the King.

I think the development of these characters is so beautifully written, so utterly well-formed. I loved Chaol, Celaena and Dorian in the first book but I love them more with each struggle that brings them closer to finding themselves. I love watching them break and be reforged stronger and better than before. I can’t wait to see Dorian’s evolution, and I really think the next book will show his rise from the darkness like HoF and ToD did for Celaena and Chaol respectively.

My only hope is that we get to see more of the three of them together, showing the bonds they forged and that we first fell in love with but now with each of them having grown into themselves.