Galathynius.”
Plumes of shadow shot for her, snapping
and tearing, and no flame, no amount of sheer
will could keep them at bay. Not as they
tightened, wrenching away any breath to
scream.
Her fire guttered.
“You will swear the blood oath to me. And
then you and I will fix this mess you’ve made.
You, and the King of Adarlan will fix what
you have done. You may be Fire-Bringer no
longer, but you will still have your uses.”
A wind kissed with snow brushed past her.
No.
Another flash of light behind Aelin, and
Maeve paused.
The shadows squeezed, and Aelin arched
again, a soundless scream breaking through
her.
“You may be asking yourself why I’d ever
lily
(lily)
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