Genre ~ Non-Fiction / Fiction Type:

Fantasy         

Opening Sentence: 

Seated in the council room of the Assassins’ Keep, Celaena Sardothein leaned back in her chair.

Favourite word / phrase / sentence:

She couldn’t tell what was worse: a quck beheading, or yeilding to the king.

Vocabulary and new terms (with part of speech) and definitions, antonyms and synonyms:

Convony

Scrawling

Mosaic

Mortified

Reflection, Connection & Personal Response: 

This is a story made of stories, and I feel it is to represent Celaena’s journy being in different segments, ignoring the ambiguous parts of unimportance. I can connect how Celaena felt when Sam died, as the loss of somebody is very hard. I can also connect to how I trusted someone, but in the end they betrayed us, just like how Ansel betrayed Celaena in the end