After a year of slavery in the Salt Mines of Endovier, Celaena
Sardothien was accustomed to being escorted everywhere in shackles
and at sword- point. Most of the thousands of slaves in Endovier
received similar treatment— though an extra half- dozen guards always
walked Celaena to and from the mines. Th at was expected by
Adarlan’s most notorious assassin. What she did not usually expect,
however, was a hooded man in black at her side— as there was now.