his teeth. Not at her choice, but that his father
—
He’d think about his father later. Never.
His nameless father, who had come for him
in the end.
Chaol hadn’t asked about it, hadn’t pushed.
And Dorian knew that whenever he was ready
to talk about it, his friend would be waiting.
Chaol said, “Aelin didn’t kill Erawan. But
at least Erawan can never bring over his
brothers. Or use the keys to destroy us all. We
have that. She—you both did that.”
There would be no more collars. No more
rooms beneath a dark fortress to hold them.
Yrene ran her fingers through Chaol’s
brown hair, and Dorian tried to fight the ache
in his chest at the sight. At the love that
flowed so freely between them.
He didn’t resent Chaol for his happiness.
But it didn’t stop the sharp slicing in his chest
lily
(lily)
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