hesitated, horses shifting, at the army between
them and the city.
Rowan’s face was grave—grave, yet
undaunted, as he took in the enemy.
So many. So many soldiers. And the
Ironteeth legion above them.
“The Crochans fight at the city walls,”
Gavriel observed.
Indeed, she could barely make out the red
cloaks.
Manon Blackbeak had not broken her vow.
And neither would she.
Aelin glanced at her hand, hidden beneath
the gauntlet. To where a scar should have
been.
I promise you that no matter how far I go,
no matter the cost, when you call for my aid, I
will come.
There would be no time for speeches. No
time to rally the soldiers behind her.
lily
(lily)
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