CHAPTER 50

Rowan’s hands tightened on Aelin’s shoulders
as the words settled into her, hollow and cold.
“Maeve is a Valg queen?” he breathed.
Aelin said nothing. Couldn’t find the
words.
Her power roiled. She didn’t feel it.
Nesryn nodded solemnly. “Yes. The
kharankui told us the entire history.”
And so Nesryn did as well. Of how Maeve
had somehow found a way into this world,
fleeing or bored with her husband, Orcus.
Erawan’s elder brother. Of how Erawan,
Orcus, and Mantyx had torn apart worlds to