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they led them tonight, and then craft their plan
for returning to their own continent.
But when the Little Folk appeared before a
gargantuan boulder, when they then vanished
and reappeared in a sliver cut into the rock
itself, bony hands beckoning from within,
Rowan found himself balking.
The creature dwelling in the lake beneath
Bald Mountain was a mild threat compared to
the other things that still hunted in dark and
forgotten places.
But the Little Folk beckoned again.
Lorcan appeared at his side. “It could be a
trap.”
But Elide and Gavriel walked toward it,
unfazed.
And behind them, Aelin continued as well.
So Rowan followed her, as he would follow
her until his last breath, and beyond it.
The cave mouth was tight, but soon opened