Who am I?

It's a hard question, I suppose. I have been many things. For the last ten years, I have been Celaena Sardothien, Adarlan's assassin under the King of Assassins, Arobynn Hamel, and feared as few in the kingdom, though by Sam Cortland I was loved. Then I was betrayed, and became Celaena, a prisoner and slave in the salt mines. After a year there, I became Lillian Gordaina, prince Dorian of Adarlan's champion, and eventually the King's. During that time I was also Celaena, loved of both prince Dorian of Ardalan and Chaol Westfall of Anielle. I was friend to princess Nehemia of Eyllwe, named by her Elentiya, and called upon by the Elena, the first Queen of Aldaren, who was daughter to the fey king Brannon of Terrasen.

I have done terrible things, in my own name and other's. I have done them because I was told to, and some because I wanted to. I have both despised and liked them, and in the end they have all contributed to who I am today. For I have spent the last ten years running, running from who I was born to be.

Then Chaol and the King sent me away, towards the heritage I had fought so hard to put behind me. I did not want it. But I arrived in Wendlyn, and trained as Elentiya with Rowan, in search of answers from Queen Maeve of the fey. I became again who I had been the first eight years of my life: Aelin, the part-fey princess of Terrasen.

But what's in a name?

As Celaena I swore to save the rebels and slaves in the mines, and became someone who could do it. But then they were all executed before I could save them. Celaena can no longer save them. But I can avenge them.

I am Aelin Ashryver Galathynius, heir to the throne of Terrasen, and to Brannon's fire.

I am Aelin of the Wildfire.

I am Fireheart.

And for the King of Adarlan's crimes against Erilea, its people, and its magic, he will burn.