Sarah J. Maas Quote

His breath caught, harsh enough that she looked over her shoulder.But his eyes weren't on her face. Or the water. They were on her bare back.Curled as she was against her knees, he could see the whole expanse of ruined flesh, each scar from the lashing. Who did that to you?It would have been easy to lie, but she was so tired, and he had saved her useless hide. So she said, A lot of people. I spent some time in the Salt Mines of Endovier.He was so still that she wondered if he'd stopped breathing. How long? he asked after a moment. She braced herself for the pity, but his face was so carefully blank-no, not blank. Calm with lethal rage.A year. I was there a year before... it's a long story. She was too exhausted, her throat too raw, to say the rest of it. She noticed then his arms were bandaged, and more bandages across his broad chest peeked up from beneath his shirt. She'd burned him again. And yet he had held her- had run all the way here and not let go once.You were a slave.She gave him a slow nod. He opened his mouth, but shut it and swallowed, that lethal rage winking out. As if he remembered who he was talking to and that it was the least punishment she deserved.He turned on his heel and shut the door behind him. She wished he'd slammed it-wished he'd shattered it. But he closed it with barely more than a click and did not return.