stay here, in Terrasen, would remain to be
seen. How many would wish to build a life in
this war-torn kingdom, to opt for years of hard
rebuilding over returning to ease and wealth?
The Fae warriors he’d encountered these two
weeks had given him no indication, yet he’d
seen a few of them gaze toward the Staghorns,
toward Oakwald, with longing. As if they, too,
heard the wild call of the wind.
Then there was the other factor: the Fae
who had dwelled here before Terrasen’s fall.
Who had answered Aelin’s desperate plea, and
had returned to their hidden home amongst
the Wolf Tribe in the hinterlands to prepare
for the journey here. To return to Terrasen at
last. And perhaps bring some of those wolves
with them.
He’d work to make this kingdom worthy of
their return. Worthy of all who lived here,
human or Fae or witch-kind. A kingdom as
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