*** Catching her eyes, he immediately reached for his fallen sword. But she was already there, with her arm raised and the weapon kissing the delicate skin of his throat. He froze interror as a smile crossed her face. Her blue eyes pierced into his brown ones. "Who are you?" he asked in quick shaky breaths. His voice was barely audible. "I am Celaena Sardothien," she whispered. "And don't you dare forget that." *** Only twelve years old, she runs away from home, after finding her parents dead. She has nothing left, except for her name. When Arobynn Hamel finds her half-drowned in the banks of the Avery River, he takes her in, but only in one condition--- if she trains to become an assassin. Left with no choice, she must train everyday, in order to survive. Will a twelve year old be able to survive among a group of assassins? Will she be able to kill? ~~Warning: may contain spoilers~~