Dorian asked, “The humans. Aelin
Galathynius. Dorian Havilliard. All of them.
Do you truly hate them?” Why do you make us
suffer so greatly?
Erawan’s golden eyes guttered. “They
would keep me from my brothers,” he said. “I
will let nothing stand in the way of my
reunion with them.”
“Surely there might be another way to
reunite you. Without such a great war.”
Erawan’s stare swept over him, and Dorian
held still, willing his scent to remain
unremarkable, the shift to keep its form.
“Where would the fun be in that?” the Valg
king asked, and turned back toward the hall.
“Did the former King of Adarlan ask such
questions?” The words broke from him.
Erawan again paused. “He was not so
faithful a servant as you might believe. And
look what it cost him.”
lily
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