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“They’re barely housebroken. Hardly fit for
your fine company.” Even Sartaq smiled at
that. But it was to the small, delicate woman
that Aelin now gestured. “And the only
civilized member of my court, Lady Elide
Lochan of Perranth.”
Perranth. Chaol had combed through the
family trees of Terrasen just this winter, had
seen the lists of so many royal households
crossed out, victim to the conquest ten years
ago.
Elide’s name had been among them.
Another Terrasen royal who had managed to
evade Adarlan’s butchers.
The pretty young woman took a limping
step forward, and bobbed a curtsy to the
royals. Her boots concealed any sign of the
source of the injury, but Yrene’s attention
shot right to her leg. Her ankle. “It’s an honor
to meet all of you,” Elide said, her voice low