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break her own arm: gone. And on her palms
...
It was upon her exposed palms that Aelin
now gazed. As if realizing what was missing.
The scars across her palms, one from the
moment they had become carranam, the other
from her oath to Nehemia, had disappeared
entirely.
Like they had never been.
Her flames burned brighter.
Healers could remove scars, yes, but the
most likely reason for the lack of them on
Aelin, on all the places where he’d once
traced them with his hands, his mouth ...
It was new skin. All of it. Save for her face,
since he doubted they would be stupid enough
to take off the mask.
Nearly every inch of her was covered in
new skin, unvarnished as fresh snow. The
blood coating her had burned away to reveal