Please—let me show you what must be done. How to end it. You won’t be able to see me after, but … I will be with you. Until the very end, every step of the way, I will be with you.” Manon only put a hand on her sword as Aelin swallowed and said, “Show me, then.” So Elena did. And when she was done, Aelin was silent. Manon was pacing, snarling softly. But Aelin did not fight it as Elena leaned in to kiss her brow, where that damning mark had been her whole life. A bit of chattel, branded for the slaughterhouse. Brannon’s mark. The mark of the bastard-born … the Nameless. Nameless is my price.
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