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Rowan found another foothold before
turning to assist her. “You don’t need to go
into the city. We’ll decide on the escape route
and you can meet us there.”
When Elide didn’t answer, Rowan looked
up at her.
Her eyes weren’t on him. But on the city
ahead.
Wide with terror. Her scent became
drenched in it.
Lorcan was there in a heartbeat, hand at her
shoulder. “What is—”
Rowan twisted toward the city. The hilltop
had been a border.
Not of the city limits, but of an illusion. A
pretty, idyllic illusion for any scouting its
fringes to report. For what now surrounded the
city on every side, even on the eastern plain
...
An army. A great army lay camped there.