Kingdom of Ash

Through the roar of Rowan’s power, Aelin
felt for the threads leading from her heart, her
soul.
Look at me. Her silent command echoed
down the blood oath—to Fenrys.
Look at me.
“I suppose you think you can now finish
me off in some grand fashion,” Maeve said to
her and Rowan, that dark power swelling.
“You, who I have wronged the most.”
Look at me.
His shredded face leaking blood, Fenrys
looked, his eyes blindly turning toward hers.
And clearing—just slightly.
Aelin blinked four times. I am here, I am
with you.
No reply.
“Do you understand what a Valg queen is?”
Maeve asked them, triumph on her face
despite the long-lost Fae and wolf-riders