Roland Havilliard

He came to court a vain, scheming womanizer angling for power. He left it a hollowed body, begging Manon Blackbeak to end him.

Roland Havilliard is Prince Dorian's smarmy councilman cousin, from Crown of Midnight and Queen of Shadows — a vain, ambitious womanizer who talks his way onto the King's council, then chases power to Morath, where a Valg collar makes him the series' first close-up of what the demons do to a living man.

At a glance

KIND: Human — Prince Dorian's second cousin, of Meah
CAME TO COURT: To take a seat on the King's royal council
REPUTATION: A vain, scheming womanizer
HISTORY WITH CHAOL: Slept with his lover; Chaol knocked him out cold
ON THE COUNCIL: Tied to expanding the Calaculla labour camp
WENT TO: Morath, with Kaltain Rompier, chasing power
HIS FATE: A Wyrdstone collar and Valg possession
DIED: Begging Manon Blackbeak to end him — and she did

His people

The ones who mattered.

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Dorian Havilliard Crown Prince · King of AdarlanDorian Havilliardhis cousinEnter Dorian Havilliard →

Chaol Westfall Captain of the Royal GuardChaol Westfallhis enemyEnter Chaol Westfall →

Aelin Galathynius Queen of Terrasen · Heir of FireAelin Galathyniuscrossed pathsEnter Aelin Galathynius →

The one he faced.

The one he faced

Ambition brought him to court; a collar wore him to death.

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Duke Perrington The hand that collared himDuke PerringtonThe Valg was set on him at Perrington's court, and it wore his body until it killed him.Enter Duke Perrington →

What he covets

Dorian's cousin

Roland wanted up. A minor Havilliard with a large opinion of himself, he schemed for position, helped himself to whatever pleasure was in reach, and mistook standing near power for having it. Then Morath collared him the way it collared anyone useful, spent him, and moved on. There isn't more to him than that — and he'd have hated that there wasn't.

Advancement
A step up, a better seat, a title heavier than the last. He wanted to matter, and was willing to be unpleasant about it.
Indulgence
Whatever was in reach, taken — and a standing conviction that he was owed the next one. Appetite with a name on it.
The look of power
Not the work of it or the weight of it. The appearance. Being seen near the throne, far more than being any use to it.
The end it bought him
Ambition that walked toward Morath on its own two feet. It collared him, used him up, and set him down — one more thing it needed and then didn't.

The use they had for him

One more thing it used up

Morath didn't destroy Roland the way it destroyed the ones the story stops for. It collared him, spent him, and didn't notice when he was gone. He wanted to be somebody. He ended up inventory.

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

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