Kingdom of Ash

necessary.
“I don’t think I can,” Aelin breathed. “I
don’t think I can stand to even look at
Endovier, let alone destroy it.”
“Do you want me to?” A calm, warrior’s
question. He would, she knew. If she asked
him, he’d fly to Endovier and turn it into dust.
“No,” she admitted. “The overseers and
slaves are all gone anyway. There’s no one to
destroy, and no one to save. I just want to pass
it and never think of it again. Does that make
me a coward?”
“I’d say it makes you human.” A pause.
“Or whatever a similar saying might be for
the Fae.”
She frowned at her interlaced fingers
beneath her chin. “It seems I’m more Fae
these days than anything. I even forget
sometimes—when the last time was that I was
in my human body.”