paced, and Chaol and his father murmured
about where they might fit everyone in the
keep. Those who survived.
Elide looked at them again. Looked at all
of them.
And then asked quietly, “Where is
Lorcan?”
None of them turned.
Elide asked, louder, “Where is Lorcan?”
Gavriel’s tawny eyes scanned hers,
confusion dancing there. “He ... he went out
onto the battlefield during the fighting. I saw
him just before the khagan’s troops reached
him.”
“Where is he?” Elide’s voice broke. Fenrys
faced her now. Then Rowan and Aelin. Elide
begged, voice breaking, “Where is Lorcan?”
From their stunned silence, she knew they
hadn’t so much as wondered.
Elide whirled to the battlefield. To that
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