knew he had just finished doing the same.
Sensing her in the doorway, Lorcan rose to
his feet, an aching, slow movement of the
truly exhausted. There was indeed sorrow on
his face. Grief and regret.
She held open her arms, and Lorcan’s
breath heaved out of him as he pulled her
against him.
“I hear,” he said onto her hair, “that you’re
to thank for Erawan’s destruction.”
Elide withdrew from his embrace, leading
him from that room of sadness and
candlelight. “Yrene is,” she said, walking
until she found a quiet spot near a bank of
windows overlooking the celebrating city. “I
just came up with the idea.”
“Without the idea, we’d be filling the
bellies of Erawan’s beasts.”
Elide rolled her eyes, despite all that had
happened, all that lay before them. “It was a
lily
(lily)
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