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by way of explanation.
The Fae males were taut as bowstrings
while the young woman crossed the battlefield
bit by bit. The odds of her finding Lorcan, let
alone before the dam burst ...
Still Elide kept riding. Racing against
death itself.
Princess Hasar said quietly, “The girl is a
fool. The bravest I’ve ever seen, but a fool
nonetheless.”
Aelin said nothing, her eyes distant. Like
she’d retreated into herself at the realization
that this sliver of hope was about to be washed
away. Her friends with it.
“Hellas guards Lorcan,” Fenrys murmured.
“And Anneith, his consort, watches over
Elide. Perhaps they will find each other.”
“Hellas’s horse,” Chaol said.
They turned toward him, dragging their
eyes from the field.