Ame sobbed as Silly's hand passed right through hers. "Ame? Where are you?" Silly asked, entirely alarmed.
"Here, Silly. I'm here." But Silly didn't hear her, instead falling to her knees and sobbing. 
"I'm losin' both o' my sisters t'day an' its all my fault. Aery's crazy an' Ame's kidnapped by a mage an' prob'ly bein' killed or tortured even now, an' its my fault a'coz I couldn'ta warned them."
Ame took one of Aery's tiny daggers, that was all, one of the ones that was on a leather thong like a necklace. And she took her mask off and dropped it right in front of Celaena.
And without looking back, though she doubted she'd be able to see anyway for the tears in her eyes, she jogged up the road to Briarcliff, and all the people she passed didn't even look twice at her.
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Aery's eyes came open when blood spattered on the ground in front of her. At first she thought it was hers, but no... Rowan's. Rowan with a knife in his chest, falling to the ground. And the worst part...
Engraved on the hilt of the knife in pretty script, A-R-S. Aerienna Rosilyth Silverheart. Had she stabbed him? Had someone else taken her knife and stabbed him with it?
"Rowan. Rowan, oh my god, Rowan. Celaena, help me! Ame, someone!" But neither of them came to help and she sobbed in terror. The knife was yanked from his body with magic, it must have been, for she never touched it. But the knife fell, and was accompanied by a gush of blood.
She pushed her hands over the spot, wishing she knew more about healing. Wishing that Ame would help her, but... Silly knelt in front of her sobbing. Aery could barely understand, so twisted was Silly's speech pattern. "Ame...Gone...Ansel...Deal." And the world seemed to stop.