shackled yourself to that immortal bore.” She
sucked on a tooth. “And when Maeve sells
you out, I suppose I’ll feel a little bit sorry for
you then, too.”
“See how she talks?” Maeve hissed. “That
has always been her gift: to distract and
babble while—”
“Yes, yes. But, as I said: you have the field.
There’s nothing left that can really stop you.”
“Except for you,” Erawan said.
Aelin pressed her shield against her chest.
“I’m flattered you think so.” She flicked up
her brows. “Though I think the two hundred
healers we’ve got in the city right now might
be a little offended that you forgot them.
Especially when I’ve watched them so
diligently expel your Valg grunts from the
hosts they infected.”
Erawan stilled. Just a fraction.
“Or is that another lie?” Aelin mused. “A
lily
(lily)
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