to get them away before she took me. To
Doranelle. She wanted to break me to her will.
To use me to conquer the world, I thought.
But it perhaps now seems she wanted to use
me as a shield against the Valg, to guard her
always.” The words tumbled out, heavy and
sharp. “I was her captive until nearly a month
ago.” She nodded toward her court. “When I
got free, they found me again.”
Silence fell again, her new companions at a
loss. She didn’t blame them.
Then Hasar hissed, “We’ll make the bitch
pay for that, too, won’t we?”
Aelin met the princess’s dark stare. “Yes,
we will.”
The truth had slammed into Rowan like a
physical blow.
Maeve was Valg.
A Valg queen. Whose estranged husband