When Elide finished, they were silent. And Lorcan only watched as Aedion turned to Lysandra and snarled, “You knew.” Lysandra did not flinch. “She asked me—that day on the boat. To help her. She told me the suspected price to banish Erawan and restore the keys. What I needed to do.” Aedion snarled, “What could you possibly …” Lysandra lifted her chin. Rowan breathed, “Aelin would die to forge the new Lock to seal the keys into the gate—to banish Erawan. But no one would know. No one but us. Not while you wore her skin for the rest of your life.”
