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heartbeat, and then glanced at him over a
shoulder. Gratitude shone in her eyes.
Rowan only gave her a nod. Don’t worry
about it.
Yet Aelin turned away, shutting off that
silent conversation as she surveyed the space.
Time. It would take time for her to heal.
Even if he knew his Fireheart would pretend
otherwise.
So Rowan looked, too. Across the tomb,
beyond the sarcophagus and treasure, an
archway opened into another chamber.
Perhaps another tomb, or an exit passage.
“We don’t have time to find a way out,”
Rowan murmured as she strode into the tomb.
“And the caves remain safer than the surface.”
“I’m not looking for a way out,” she said in
that calm, unmoved voice. She stooped,
swiping up a fistful of gold coins stamped
with a forgotten king’s face. “We’re going to