Kingdom of Ash

might be wholly different.”
“I don’t see how I can ask Yrene to do it.
Ask it of Chaol.” Aelin swallowed. “To even
put Yrene near Erawan or Maeve ... I can’t do
it.”
Rowan wouldn’t be able to, either. Not for
a thousand different reasons.
“But is it a mistake to put Yrene’s safety
above that of this entire world?” Aelin mused,
examining one of the enemy daggers she’d
pilfered. An unusually fine blade, likely stolen
in the first place. “She’s the greatest weapon
we have, if the keys are not in play. Are we
fools not to push to use it?”
It wasn’t his choice, his call. But he could
offer her a sounding board. “Will you be able
to live with yourself if something happens to
Yrene, to her unborn child?”
“No. But the rest of the world will live, at
least. My guilt would be secondary to that.”