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disappointment. “You are not progressing as
quickly as I wished, Aelin.”
Across the room, Fenrys let out a warning
snarl. Maeve didn’t so much as glance at him.
“It has come to my attention that our
mutual enemy has been spotted again on these
shores. One of them, a Valg prince, was
contained a few days’ journey from here, near
the southern border. It brought with it several
collars, no doubt to use on my own people.
Perhaps even on me.”
No. No—
Maeve brushed a hand over Aelin’s neck,
as if tracing a line where the collar would go.
“So I will go myself to retrieve that collar, to
see what Erawan’s minion might say for
itself. I ripped apart the Valg princes who
encountered me in the first war,” she said
quietly. “It shall be rather easy, I suppose, to
instead bend them to my will. Well, bend one