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“I invited her,” Aedion said, stepping to the
edge of the group. “Since she’s technically
fighting in the Bane, I made her my second-
in-command.” And thus worthy of being here.
Lysandra wondered if anyone else could
see the hint of pain in Aedion’s face—pain,
and disgust at the imposter queen swaggering
amongst them.
“Sorry to disappoint,” she crooned to
Darrow.
Darrow only turned back to the map as
Ravi and Sol filtered in. Sol gave Aelin a
respectful nod, and Ravi flashed her a grin.
Aelin winked before facing the map.
“After our rout of Morath yesterday under
General Ashryver’s command,” Darrow said,
“I believe we should position our troops on
Theralis, and ready Orynth’s defenses for a
siege.” The older lords—Sloane, Gunnar, and
Ironwood—grunted with agreement.