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Aedion dared to smile at the sight of the
drowning soldiers.
He found the two Valg princes smiling
back at him from across the river. One ran a
hand over the black collar at his throat. A
promise and reminder of precisely what
they’d do to him.
Aedion inclined his head in mocking
invitation. They could certainly try.
The Fae royals’ power broke at last,
heralded by the ice that formed over the
drowning soldiers, sealing them beneath the
dark water.
A gust of black wind from the Valg princes
and their soldiers didn’t so much as look
down as they began marching over the ice,
ignoring the banging fists beneath their feet.
Aedion guided his horse behind the front
line, to where Kyllian and Elgan were
mounted on their own steeds. Two thousand of