Orlon Galathynius

A single flower made of solid fire bloomed once in his entire reign. Terrasen never needed telling what kind of king that made him.

Orlon Galathynius is the last King of Terrasen before its fall, from Throne of Glass — Aelin's great-uncle, a childless, famously gentle ruler murdered in his bed the night Adarlan decapitated House Galathynius. The kingsflame bloomed for him. It does not bloom for cruel kings.

At a glance

KIND: Human with Fae descent — House Galathynius, Brannon's line
TITLE: Last King of Terrasen; reigned decades from Orynth
KNOWN FOR: Kindness — never a raging word, per Aelin
BLESSING: The single kingsflame of his reign
LOVED: Weylan Darrow, his lifelong partner
HEIR: Nephew Rhoe, then great-niece Aelin
DIED: Murdered in his bed at Orynth, on Adarlan's order
TO AELIN: The great-uncle whose crown she finally wears

His people

Who he chose.

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Rhoe Galathynius otherRhoe Galathyniushis bloodEnter Rhoe Galathynius →

Weylan Darrow secondaryWeylan Darrowhis loverEnter Weylan Darrow →

The one they faced.

The one they faced

The night the north fell, and the throne that ended their line.

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King of Adarlan The tyrant behind the slaughterKing of AdarlanHe ordered the royal house of Terrasen put to the sword, and left the kingdom without a crown.Enter King of Adarlan →

What he loves

The last golden age

The last king of Terrasen before it fell — a scholar on the throne, and gentle with the weight of it.

Terrasen
The kingdom he kept at peace, in the years everyone would later call golden.
His people
A gentle king who ruled them well, right up until Adarlan took it all.
The little heir
The child he adored and was raising, quietly, to follow him one day.
His little dog
A small, warm companion at his heel — a plain detail from the years before the fall.

His heart

The little heir

He doted on the girl who would one day be queen, the way a gentle man dotes on a future he believes in. He was murdered before she grew, and the golden age he'd kept went dark the same night. The kingdom lost its last kind king, and she lost the uncle who'd adored her.

The long versionRead his whole storyEverything, in one place.Enter the full story

The kingdom at peace TerrasenUnder him the North knew its long golden quiet — libraries and gardens and a court that never had to reach for its swords. A gentle king in an age that let him be gentle. It held until one autumn night, when Adarlan came to Orynth and the light of Terrasen went out with him — the golden age measured, ever after, in everything that came next.Enter Terrasen

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