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anchoring her arms above her head. His smile
grew. “Let’s see how your entire body reacts
to flame without your special little gift.
Perhaps you’ll burn like the rest of us.”
Aelin yanked uselessly, her feet sliding
against the still-cool metal.
Not like this—
Cairn reached into his pocket and withdrew
some flint.
This wasn’t just a breaking of her body.
But a breaking of her—of the fire she’d come
to love. To destroy the part of her that sang.
He’d melt her skin and bones until she
feared the flame, until she hated it, as she
hated those healers who had come again and
again to repair her body, to hide what was real
from what had been a dream.
Fenrys’s snarl rolled on, endless.
Cairn said mildly, “You can scream all you
like, if it pleases you.”