Throne of Glass

Erilea… whisper her name

Across Adarlan’s frozen flame

Endovier dust in her silver hair

Chains on a legend they couldn’t break there

Celaena Sardothien, shadow and spark

Carved her fury into the dark

Dragged to the glass of Rifthold’s throne

In the court where the cruel king sits alone

Marble gleams but the air tastes wrong

Like Wyrdmarks humming an ancient song

Nehemia’s prayers in candlelight

Elena walks in the dead of night

Every step through castle halls

Echoes fate in hidden walls

Raise the banners over Erilea

Let Terrasen remember her

Aelin Galathynius rising fast

Fire reborn from the Throne of Glass

Adarlan trembles at her flame

Erawan whispers her secret name

From Endovier to crown at last

She is the storm of the Throne of Glass

Dorian Havilliard, eyes of blue

Magic he hides like morning dew

Chaol Westfall, sworn and torn

Guarding a king he learned to scorn

Kaltain Rompier dressed in red

With shadows coiling round her head

Cain with blood beneath his nails

A champion lost to darker trails

In the clock tower something waits

Wyrdstone pulsing at the gates

Riddle of keys and iron teeth

Ancient powers stirring beneath

Nehemia falls and the world goes still

A promise forged in sharper will

Grief becomes a burning brand

Terrasen calls her homeward hand

Raise the banners over Erilea

Let Orynth light the sky

From the ashes of Adarlan’s lies

See the Queen of Flame arise

Rowan Whitethorn, oath and wind

Carranam bound in fire and skin

From Wendlyn’s shores to battle’s clash

She claims her fate — Throne of Glass

Manon Blackbeak rides the night

Abraxos cutting through the fight

Thirteen hearts in iron skies

Witch-blood, honor, sacrifice

Aedion’s roar on blood-soaked ground

Lysandra shifting without a sound

Fae and mortal side by side

For the queen they will not hide

Wyrdkeys turning, darkness near

Erawan feeding on their fear

But Mala’s fire in her veins

Burns through gods and breaks their chains

Raise the banners, let them see

Terrasen’s rightful royalty

Aelin Ashryver Galathynius

Blazing bright, unbroken, furious

From assassin cast aside

To the Fire-Bringer glorified

Through love and loss and war so vast

She reigns beyond the Throne of Glass

Erilea remembers her name

Fireheart crowned in living flame

Glass may shatter, ages pass

But she is eternal — Throne of Glass