Kingdom of Ash

But it hadn’t been Maeve’s sundering of
the oath that had rescinded that offer. It had
been a betrayal so great he didn’t know how to
fix it.
Where is Aelin? Where is my wife?
Whitethorn’s wife—and his mate. Only
this mission of theirs, this endless quest to
find her, kept Lorcan from plunging into a pit
from which he knew he would not emerge.
Perhaps if they found her, if there was still
enough left of Aelin to salvage after Cairn’s
ministrations, he’d find a way to live with
himself. To endure this ... person he’d
become. It might take him another five
hundred years to do so.
He didn’t let himself consider that Elide
would be little more than dust by then. The
thought alone was enough to turn the paltry
dinner of stale bread and hard cheese in his
stomach.