the gate.”
“We do,” Aelin said, willing strength to her
exhausted legs so she might stand. Assess how
far away that final, crushing host was.
A plan. She’d had a plan for this. They all
had.
But time hadn’t been on her side. Perhaps
her luck had faded with the gods she’d
destroyed.
Aelin swallowed against the dryness in her
mouth and grunted as she got to her feet. The
world swayed, but she stayed upright.
Managed to grab the reins of a passing
Darghan rider and order her to stop.
To take the red-haired queen half-delirious
on the ground.
Ansel barely protested when Aelin heaved
her into the saddle behind the soldier.
Aelin stood beside the felled wyvern,
watching her friend until she’d passed through
lily
(lily)
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