her face remained grim. “Then this is how it’s
going to work.”
Lorcan waited for the list of orders and
demands, but the queen was only watching
him, that amusement fading into something
steel-hardened.
“You were Maeve’s second-in-command,”
she said, and Elide turned their way. “And
now that you aren’t, it leaves you as a
powerful Fae male whose allegiances I don’t
know or really trust. Not when Maeve’s army
is likely on the move toward the continent at
this very moment. So I can’t have you in my
kingdom, or traveling with us, when you
might very well sell information to get back
into Maeve’s good graces, can I?”
He opened his mouth, bristling at the
haughty tone, but Aelin went on. “So I’ll
make you an offer, Lorcan Salvaterre.” She
tapped her bare forearm. “Swear the blood
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