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At least he was smiling again.
Rowan’s mouth twitched, but his eyes were
hard as he surveyed the enemy army.
“Tomorrow’s battle will be just as brutal,” he
said. “But the plan is sound.”
They’d be on the battlements with Chaol,
readying for any desperate maneuvers Morath
might attempt when they found themselves
being herded and crushed by the khagan’s
army. Elide would be with Yrene and the
other healers in the Great Hall, helping the
injured.
Where Lorcan and Gavriel would be, Aelin
could only assume. Both had peeled off upon
arriving, the latter taking watch somewhere,
and the former likely brooding. But they’d
probably be fighting right alongside them.
As if her thoughts had summoned him,
Gavriel slipped into the room. “The army
looks quiet enough,” he said by way of