her, Fenrys at his side. The former kept an eye
upon the western plains; the latter monitoring
the wall of peaks to their right. Both golden-
haired Fae males remained silent, however, as
Aelin frowned at Kai’s disappearing form.
“That man has a flair for the dramatic that
should have earned him a place on some of
Rifthold’s finest stages.”
“Fine praise indeed, coming from you.”
She winked, patting Goldryn’s ruby
pommel. The stone seemed to flare in
response. “I know a kindred spirit when I see
one.”
Despite the battle that waited ahead, Chaol
chuckled.
But then Aelin said, “Rowan and the cadre
have been tunneling into their power for the
past few days.” She nodded over her shoulder
to Fenrys and Gavriel, then to where Rowan
rode at the head of the company, the Fae
lily
(lily)
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