and Dorian knew, then, why she had warned
him before they’d left.
A shake of her head, and her thick black
hair turned golden. Her moon-white skin
darkened slightly, to a sun-kissed tan. The
angular face rounded slightly, dark eyes
lightening to turquoise and gold. “We could
play like this, if you’d prefer.”
Even the voice belonged to Aelin.
Erawan’s eyes flared, his chest rising in an
uneven breath.
“Would that appeal to you?” Maeve gave a
half-smile that Dorian had only seen on the
Queen of Terrasen’s face.
Disgust and horror roiled through him. He
knew—knew there was no true lust in
Erawan’s eyes for Aelin. No true desire
beyond the claiming, the pain.
Maeve’s glamour changed again. Golden
hair paled to white, turquoise eyes burning to
lily
(lily)
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