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soldiers of Anielle, however bravely they’d
fought, were not a trained unit. Many of those
who had survived were seasoned warriors
who’d fought the wild men up in the Fangs,
Chaol had told Rowan earlier. Most of the
dead had not.
Hasar at last looked Aelin over. “I heard
you put on a show today.”
Rowan braced himself.
Aelin turned from the battlefield and
inclined her head. “You look as if you did,
too.”
Indeed, Hasar’s ornate armor was
splattered with black blood. She’d been in the
thick of it, atop her Muniqi horse, and had
ridden right up to the gates. But the princess
made no further comment.
Irritation, deep and nearly hidden, flashed
in Aelin’s eyes. Yet she didn’t speak again—
didn’t push the princess about their next steps.