every fine establishment in this town, glutting
himself on the coin Maeve gave him when he
took the blood oath.”
Elide blinked. She had hoped some of the
Fae might be opposed to Maeve, especially
after the battle in Eyllwe, but to find such
outright distaste ...
Essar then added, “And because my sister
—the soldier you spoke with—told me. She
saw him in the camp this morning, smirking
like a cat.”
“Why should I believe you?”
“Because you are wearing Lorcan’s shirt,
and Rowan Whitethorn’s cloak. If you do not
believe me, inform them who told you and
they will.”
Elide cocked her head to the side.
Essar said softly, “Lorcan and I were
involved for a time.”
They were in the midst of war, and had
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