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bronze eyes were clear.
And full of terror.
Any message that Yrene had given Elide
faded from her memory. “What’s wrong?”
It was Aelin who answered, her bloodied
armor strange and ancient. A vision of old.
“The dam is going to break,” the queen said
hoarsely. “And wipe away anyone on the
plain.”
Oh gods. Oh gods.
Elide glanced between them, and knew the
answer to her next question: What can be
done?
Nothing.
Ruks took to the skies, flapping toward
them, soldiers in their talons and clinging to
their backs.
“Has anyone warned the healers?” Elide
pointed to the white banners waving so far out
into the plain. “The Healer on High?” Hafiza