“Och,” Aelin said, even as her own eyes filled. “I hate you for being so beautiful, even when you cry.” “Do you know how much money—” “Did you think I’d leave you enslaved to her?” “I don’t … I don’t know what to say to you. I don’t know how to thank you—” “You don’t need to.” Lysandra put her face in her hands and sobbed. “I’m sorry if you wanted to do the proud and noble thing and stick it out for another decade,” Aelin began. Lysandra only wept harder. “But you have to understand that there was no rutting way I was going to leave without—” “Shut up, Aelin,” Lysandra said through her hands.
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