stationed here.”
Erawan or Maeve had to have known.
Somehow. That they’d wind up here, and
planted Vernon in their path. To tell them this.
“Did she say where her army was?” Not
Terrasen—if it had gone ahead to Terrasen ...
“She did not, but I assumed her forces had
been left near the coast, to await orders on
where to sail.”
Aelin shoved aside her rising nausea. “Did
you learn what Maeve and Erawan plan to
do?”
“Face you, I’d wager.”
She made herself lean back in her seat, her
face bored, casual. “Do you know where
Erawan keeps the third Wyrdkey?”
“What’s that?”
Not a misleading question. “A sliver of
black stone—like the one planted in Kaltain
Rompier’s arm.”
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