drained the rest of her ale. “But yes. I swear
that neither me nor any of my companions
will kill you if you tell us what you know.”
Fenrys started. All the confirmation
Vernon needed that she meant it—that they
had not planned it.
Vernon drank deeply from his ale. Then
said, “Maeve has come to Morath.”
Aelin was glad she was sitting. She kept
her face bored, bland. “To see Erawan?”
“To unite with him.”
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