the-ashryver-cousins

Ten years of shadows, but no longer. Light up the darkness, Magesty.

Having Aelin help him the first time had been awkward enough that he couldn__ even go until she started singing a bawdy tune at the top of her lungs and turned on the sink faucet, all the while helping him stand over the toilet.

They__ been forged of the same ore, two sides of the same golden, scarred coin. She__ know it when she spied him atop the execution plataform. She couldn__ explain it. No one could understand that instant bond, that soul-deep assurance and rightness, unless they, too, had experienced it. But she owned no explanations to anyone - not about Aedion.

That sounds a lot like, _ I have more secrets that I__ going to spring on you whenever I feel like stopping your heart dead in your chest.