Gavriel padded up beside Rowan, took one
look at the queen and Fenrys, and murmured,
“Not the news we needed to hear.”
Rowan closed his eyes for a heartbeat. “No,
it was not.”
Gavriel settled a hand on Rowan’s
shoulder. “It changes nothing, in some ways.”
“How.”
“We served her. She was ... not what Aelin
is. What a queen should be. We knew that
long before we knew the truth. If Maeve wants
to use what she is against us, to ally with
Morath, then it changes things. But the past is
over. Done with, Rowan. Knowing Maeve is
Valg or just a wretched person doesn’t change
what happened.”
“Knowing a Valg queen wants to enslave
my mate, and nearly did so, changes a great
deal.”
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