CHAPTER 20

“Do you know the story of the queen who
walked through worlds?”
Seated on the mossy carpet of an ancient
glen, one hand toying with the small white
flowers strewn across it, Aelin shook her
head.
In the towering oaks that formed a lattice
over the clearing, small stars blinked and
shimmered, as if they’d been snared by the
branches themselves. Beyond them, bathing
the forest with light bright enough to see by, a
full moon had risen. All around them, faint,
lilting singing floated on the warm summer