Rereads always surprise me. They peel back layers I didn't notice the first time and bring emotions to the surface I didn't expect. Joining a friend group-reread of Throne of Glass felt like slipping back into a familiar world, but this time, I noticed things I had missed before.
One of the biggest surprises was how differently I connected with the characters. In my early reads, Chaol was always my favorite, especially within the love triangle that takes up so much space in the beginning. I rooted for him, and I still love his loyalty and steady presence. But this time, Dorian stood out to me in ways he never had before.
Knowing how much he loses, and how much he changes, cast a shadow over even his happiest moments. There's a thread of sadness woven through his story that I didn't fully feel until now. While I admire his growth and the man he becomes, I also find his arc one of the least satisfying, maybe because of how much it hurts to see the price he pays.
Celaena, though, has always been at the heart of it all. What struck me most on this reread were the small sacrifices she makes, often without thinking first, like when she dives off the building to save Nox. She didn't have to do that. It wasn't part of her test, and it didn't advance her in the competition. But she did it anyway because it was the right things to do, and in those unguarded moments, her true character shines through. Beneath the bravado, the arrogance, the masks she wears... she cares.
Chaol's journey with her moved me too. He is so cautious, so rigid, and yet he can't help but slowly let her in. Every step he takes toward her feels like a betrayal of something else: his loyalty, his future, his friendship with Dorian. And yet he does it, because she becomes more than just a duty to him. Watching him wrestle with that conflict felt even more poignant this time around.
Then there's Nehemia. Her methods may not always be perfect, but her intentions are pure. She wants so badly to be a part of Celaena's story, to push her towards her destiny, even if it costs her. We all either have a Nehemia in our lives, or more often than not we want to be a Nehemia to someone else. That fierce loyalty, that belief in someone's potential, even when it's messy or inconvenient, is one of the most beautiful parts of friendship.
Even the villains broke my heart this reread. The King, who comes across as nothing but cruel and loathsome here, carries a hidden layer that only reveals itself much later. Knowing what I know now, I can't help but read his scenes differently... there's a thread of tragedy running through him that I completely missed the first time.
Kaltain, too, struck me in a new way. On the surface she feels vapid and self-centered, but with hindsight, it's clear how easily others manipulate and use those traits against her. Her journey is one of the most haunting in the series, and rereading this first glimpse of her left me aching, knowing where her path will lead.
Together, they reminded me that no character in this world is ever just one thing... good, evil, shallow or strong. Everyone carries shadows and scars, and sometimes even the most unlikely figures leave behind the most unforgettable marks.
And maybe that's what make Throne of Glass so special tome.These characters, heroes, villains, and everyone in between, feel alive. They stumble, they sacrifice, they love, they break. Even in this first book, you can feel the undercurrents of what's to come, both in the foreshadowing Sarah J. Maas so cleverly wove in, and in the way each character carries both light and shadow inside them.
This reread left me grateful... for the story, for the characters, and for the reminder that books can grow with us. Every time I return to Throne of Glass, I learn something new, not just about the characters but about myself. And no matter how many times I open its pages, it still resonates, still teaches, still feels like coming home.

Twenty-year-old Violet Sorrengail was supposed to enter the Scribe Quadrant, living a quiet life among books and history. Now, the commanding general—also known as her tough-as-talons mother—has ordered Violet to join the hundreds of candidates striving to become the elite of Navarre: dragon riders.
But when you’re smaller than everyone else and your body is brittle, death is only a heartbeat away...because dragons don’t bond to “fragile” humans. They incinerate them.
With fewer dragons willing to bond than cadets, most would kill Violet to better their own chances of success. The rest would kill her just for being her mother’s daughter—like Xaden Riorson, the most powerful and ruthless wingleader in the Riders Quadrant.
She’ll need every edge her wits can give her just to see the next sunrise.
Yet, with every day that passes, the war outside grows more deadly, the kingdom's protective wards are failing, and the death toll continues to rise. Even worse, Violet begins to suspect leadership is hiding a terrible secret.
Friends, enemies, lovers. Everyone at Basgiath War College has an agenda—because once you enter, there are only two ways out: graduate or die.