away.”
They hadn’t yet begun. To tear her apart.
All of it a dream. One long nightmare. The
keys remained unbound, the Lock unforged.
A dream, while they’d sailed here.
Wherever here was.
“What say you, niece? Will you spare
yourself? Yield to me?”
You do not yield.
Aelin blinked.
“It’s easier, isn’t it,” Maeve mused,
bracing her forearms against the lip of the
coffin. “To remain here. So you needn’t make
such terrible choices. To let the others share
the burden. Bear its cost.” A hint of a smile.
“Deep down, that’s what haunts you. That
wish to be free.”
Freedom—she’d known it. Hadn’t she?
“It’s what you fear most—not me, or
Erawan, or the keys. That your wish to be free
lily
(lily)
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