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might have had? Yes. I regret that, and I wish
it had never happened.” He would bear the
tattoo to remember it for the rest of his days.
“But none of that was your fault. I will always
carry some of the burden of it, always know I
chose to leave her for war and glory, and that I
played right into Maeve’s hands.”
“Maeve wanted to ensnare you to get to
me, though.”
“Then it is her choice, not yours.”
Aelin ran a hand over the worn wood of the
desk. “In those illusions she spun for me, she
showed me variations on one more than all the
others.” The words were strained, but she
forced them out. Forced herself to look at
him. “She spun me one dreamscape that felt
so real I could smell the wind off the
Staghorns.”
“What did she show you?” A breathless
question.