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Rowan had chuckled when she’d clapped a
hand over her mouth. And then shifted into his
hawk form to sail for the nearby coast and
their awaiting ship, to check in with its
captain.
Rolling her shoulders, she’d watched him
vanish into the clouds. He was right, of
course. About letting herself rest.
Whether the others knew what propelled
her, they hadn’t said a word.
Aelin sheathed Goldryn and loosed a long
breath. Deep down, her power grumbled.
She flexed her fingers.
Maeve’s cold, pale face flashed before her
eyes.
Her magic went silent.
Blowing out another shuddering breath,
shaking the tremor from her hands, Aelin
aimed for the inn’s open gates. A long, dusty
road stretched ahead, the fields beyond barren.