control.
Just one sliver in her body had destroyed
Kaltain. To put all three in her own ...
My name is Aelin Ashryver Galathynius,
and I will not be afraid.
I will not be afraid.
I will not be afraid.
“Ready?” Aelin breathed.
Dorian nodded.
With a final look at the stars, one final look
at the Lord of the North standing guard over
Terrasen mere miles away, Aelin took the
shards from Dorian’s outstretched palm.
And as she and Dorian joined bloodied
hands, as their magic roared through them and
wove together, blinding and eternal, Aelin
slammed the three Wyrdkeys into the open
wound of her arm.
Rowan sealed the Wyrdmarks with a swipe of