Kingdom of Ash

Dorian braced himself. Erawan stiffened.
Maeve drawled. “The Valg princesses need
hosts. You have had difficulty in securing
ones powerful enough to hold them. The
khaganate princess managed to survive the
one you planted in her, and is mistress of her
own body once more.”
Valg princesses. In the southern continent.
Chaol—
“I’m listening,” Erawan said.
Maeve pointed to the spider still bowing at
the portal—the portal to the southern
continent, opened as easily as a window.
“Why bother with human hosts for the six
remaining princesses when you might create
ones far more powerful? And willing.”
Erawan’s gold eyes slid to the spider. “You
and your kin would allow this?” His first
words to the creature.
The spider’s pincers clicked, her horrible