will be anyone left to feed you. Or bring you
water. Or even hear your screaming. So I
doubt you’ll make it to ten years before the
end claims you, but two days? Three? I can
accept that, I think.”
“Please,” Vernon said as Gavriel reached
for the door handle—to seal the man inside.
“Marion saved my life,” Aelin said,
holding the man’s gaze. “And you gleefully
bowed to the man who killed her. Perhaps
even told the King of Adarlan where to find
us. All of us.”
“Please!” Vernon shrieked.
“You should have conserved that tankard
of ale,” was all Aelin said before she nodded
to Gavriel.
Vernon began screaming as the door shut.
And Aelin turned the key.
Silence filled the hall.
Aelin met Elide’s wide-eyed stare, Lorcan
lily
(lily)
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