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Nesryn and Sartaq, to Borte, still gawking at
the Fae males. “Do they know?”
Aelin had a feeling she’d need to sit down
again. Chaol indeed patted the chair beside
him, earning a chuckle from Yrene.
Doing herself a favor, Aelin indeed sat,
Rowan taking up his place behind her, both of
his hands coming to rest on her shoulders. His
thumb ran along the nape of her neck, then
drifted over the mating marks again scarring
one side thanks to the seawater they’d used to
seal them.
But as her muscles soothed beneath that
loving touch, her soul with it, her breath
remained tight.
It didn’t get any better when Nesryn said,
“The stygian spiders are Valg.”
Silence.
“We encountered their kin, the kharankui,
deep in the Dagul Fells. They came into this