CHAPTER 112

Atop the highest tower of the castle of Orynth,
on the broad balcony that overlooked the
world far below, the healer sent out another
flare of power.
The white glow seared the night, casting
the tower stones in stark relief.
A beacon, a challenge to the dark king who
battled Aelin Galathynius below.
Here I am, the power sang through the
night. Here I am.
Erawan answered.
His rage, his fear, his hatred filled the wind
as he swept in, carried in an ilken’s gangly