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them.”
“Or we could go directly to Terrasen, and
sail up the Florine to Orynth’s doorstep,”
Sartaq mused.
“We don’t know what we’ll find in either,”
Nesryn countered quietly, her cool voice
filling the room. A different woman in some
ways than the one who’d gone with Chaol to
the southern continent. “Meah could be
overrun, and Terrasen might be facing its own
siege. The days it would take for our scouts to
fly northward would waste vital time—if they
return at all.”
Chaol drew in a deep breath, willing his
heart to calm. He hadn’t the faintest idea
where Dorian might be, if he’d gone with
Aelin to Terrasen. The soldiers Nesryn and
Sartaq had interrogated had not known. What
would his friend have chosen? He could
almost hear Dorian yelling at him for even