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“Where are the keys hidden, Aelin?”
That placid, loving smile remained on
Maeve’s face. And yet ...
And yet.
“No,” Aelin breathed.
Something slithered in the depths of her
aunt’s stare. “No what?”
This wasn’t her existence, her life. This
place, these blissful months learning in
Doranelle, finding her mate—
Blood and sand and crashing waves.
“No.”
Her voice was a thunderclap through the
peaceful glen.
Aelin bared her teeth, fingers curling in the
moss.
Maeve let out a soft laugh. Rowan flapped
from the branches to land on the queen’s
upraised arm.
He didn’t so much as fight it when she