Dorian opened his mouth again, but Rowan
caught his eye. Held his stare and let him read
the words there. Later. We shall debate this
later.
Whether Aelin noted their silent
conversation, whether she beheld Dorian’s
subtle nod, she didn’t let on. She only said,
“We don’t have time to waste on endless
debate.”
Lorcan nodded. “Every moment we have
all three keys is a risk of Erawan finding us,
and finally gaining what he seeks. Or Maeve,”
he added, frowning. “But even with that, I
would go north—let Aelin put a dent in
Morath’s legions.”
“Be objective,” Aelin growled. She
surveyed them all. “Pretend you do not know
me. Pretend I am no one, and nothing to you.
Pretend I am a weapon. Do you use me now,
or later?”
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