with those she loves.”
“Aelin,” Elena whispered, and tears like
silver flowed down her cheeks.
Aelin smiled at the ancient queen. “The
debt has been paid enough.”
She had wanted them to debate it—her
friends. Had asked for a vote on the gate not
just to ease the burden of the choice, but to
hear it from them, to hear them say that they
could defeat Erawan on their own. That Yrene
Towers might stand a chance to destroy him.
So she could make this bargain, this trade,
and not seal their doom entirely.
“Don’t do it,” Elena begged. Begged all
those cold, impassive gods. “Don’t agree to
it.”
Aelin said to them, “Leave her be, and go.”
“Aelin, please,” Elena said, weeping now.
Aelin smiled. “You bought me that extra
time. So I might live. Let me buy this for
lily
(lily)
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