terrifying cat could be detected by Fae ears.
Aelin ran a finger over the seam of
Rowan’s sleeve, feeling the corded muscle
beneath. Clear—her head, her body felt clear.
Like the first icy breath inhaled on a winter’s
morning.
During the days they’d slept, no nightmare
had shaken her awake, hunted her. A small,
merciful reprieve.
Aelin swallowed, her throat dry. What had
been real, what Maeve had tried to plant in her
mind—did it matter, whether the pain had
been true or imagined?
She had gotten out, gotten away from
Maeve and Cairn. Facing the broken bits
inside her would come later.
For now, it was enough to have this clarity
back. Even though releasing her power,
expending that mighty blow here, had not
been her plan.
lily
(lily)
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