make sure no heart of iron or Wyrdstone beat
in his chest.
“I think you were cast aside,” she said,
leaning back and crossing her arms. “I think
you outlived your usefulness, especially after
you failed to recapture Elide, and Erawan
didn’t feel like entirely ridding himself of a
lackey, but also didn’t want you skulking
about. So here you are.” She waved a hand to
the chamber, the mountain above them. “The
lovely Ferian Gap.”
“It’s beautiful in the spring,” Vernon said.
Aelin smiled. “Again, tell me something
interesting, and perhaps you’ll live to see it.”
“Do you swear it? On your throne? That
you shall not kill me?” A glance toward
Fenrys and Gavriel, stone-faced behind her.
“Nor any of your companions?”
Aelin snorted. “I was hoping you’d hold
out longer before showing your hand.” She
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