Kingdom of Ash

CHAPTER 77 Dorian didn’t know what he had expected from a Valg king’s chamber, but the four ...

shot to the iron door and guards posted outside. No closets. No trapdoors. He opened the armo ...

wasted, naked body, to reveal a too-thin arm and the hideous purplish scar near the wrist ... He knew ...

willing his voice to the drawl of the Valg king. Knowing it was her captor she saw. A blink. Dorian h ...

He nearly staggered back at the festering wound, the black veins running up from it. Leaking its ...

through her. She gasped, arching, and Dorian took advantage of her sudden stillness to plunge in the knife ...

and began sobbing. “Kill me, please.” Damaris warmed in his hand. Truth. He gaped at her in horror. “I—I ...

body. “Please.” Would it be a mercy—to kill her? Would it be a worse crime to leave her here, ...

him wholly. Without them, would the moments of happiness be as bright? Without them, would he fight so ...

rallying. Maeve nodded toward his pocket. “Well done.” Her dark power leapt upon his mind. He didn’t h ...

CHAPTER 78 He was in Erawan’s room, and yet not. Maeve purred to him, “The key, if you will.” Dorian’s ...

shield us from any who might try to return to this world again.” They emerged into their room, and a s ...

To make her see what she wished to believe: his jealousy and resentment of Aelin; his desperation; ...

free me, she hissed, and the voice was not that of a beautiful queen, but something vicious and cold. Starve ...

for eternity. Dorian glanced to the windows. To the night beyond. He had to go—quickly. But he still said, The kin ...

of coldest ice, that wormed through the cracks of Morath’s foundation. That ate away at the ancient stone. B ...

his bones quailed. Tell Erawan, Dorian said, halting on the windowsill, that I did it for Adarlan. For Sors ...

Maeve curled over her knees, her mind and power contained. Waiting in despair for the dark king whom she’ ...

Erawan—closer now. So Dorian soared into the chaotic night. Maeve’s silent cry of despair followed on his heels. ...

shoes. Then he let go of Maeve’s mind. A hateful, unending scream was the only response. Dorian shifted again, ...