her mind?”
Dorian didn’t dare reach for Damaris
again. “You enslaved her,” he growled. “I
don’t want to hear a damn thing about it.”
Maeve brushed her curtain of hair over a
shoulder, humming. “Aelin is glad it’s you,”
she merely said. “She’s hoping she’ll be too
late in returning. That you’ll accomplish what
you’ve set out to do and spare her from a
terrible choice.”
“She has a mate and a kingdom. I don’t
blame her.” The sharpness in his words wasn’t
entirely faked.
“Don’t you? Don’t you have a kingdom to
look after, one no less powerful and noble
than Terrasen?” When he didn’t answer,
Maeve said, “Aelin has been freed for weeks
now. And she has not come to find you.”
“The continent is a big place.”
A knowing smile. “She could find you, if
lily
(lily)
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