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And their power, like his, is fading. But perhaps, when that third movement comes … perhaps the players in our unfinished game will be different. Perhaps it will be a future in which Fae and humans fight side by side, ripe with power. Maybe they will find a way to end this. So we will lose this battle, Gavin,”
Fae human and witches??!?! AELIN DORIAN AND MANON
She knew he was out there, somehow. Interesting. When he wanted to stay hidden, few could find him.
And Aelin Galathynius, Queen of Terrasen, knew the time would soon come to prove just how much she’d bleed for Erilea.
Manon felt her Thirteen stiffen. Not at the words, but at the High Witch’s coven now following on her heels. Rare—so rare for them to track her, guard her.
Her grandmother’s creature—that’s what Manon was. It had never seemed like a hateful thing.
“Who are you,” Manon said to the stranger, more an order than a question. The man jerked his chin toward the unclaimed seats at the table. “You know perfectly well who I am, Manon Blackbeak.” Perrington. In another body, somehow. Because …
The suit of dark metal had been fashioned like intricate wyvern scales. Manon ran a finger along the overlapping plates and lifted a gauntlet, perfectly formed to her own hand. “It’s beautiful.” Horrible, yet beautiful. She wondered what he made of the fact that he’d forged this armor for her to wear while ending the lives of his countrymen. His ruddy face revealed nothing.
It had been forged of the same dark metal, the nose and brow guards fashioned so that most of her face would be in shadow—save for her mouth. And her iron teeth. The six lances of the crown jutted upward like small swords.
On either side of her, Rowan and Aedion were taut as bowstrings. But if she could keep her temper leashed, then they could— Your Highness. Not Majesty.
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“Morath is unleashing its horrors,” Lysandra said. “Maeve stirs across the sea. Two goddesses walk hand in hand with Aelin. More than that, Mala and Deanna have watched over her the entirety of her life. But perhaps it wasn’t watching. Perhaps it was … shaping. So they might one day unleash her, too. And I wonder if the gods have weighed the costs of that storm. And deemed the casualties worth it.”
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“I want to see life—see the world,” Marion said, her voice softening. “I want to see everything.”
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“The world,” Aelin said, “will be saved and remade by the dreamers, Rolfe.”
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Lorcan said quietly, “Would you like me to kill him for you?”
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Despite herself, despite what she’d done, she decided she wanted Rowan to call her milady at least once every day.
Aelin was insane, Dorian realized. Brilliant and wicked, but insane.
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“That was the price of my power. What shall yours be, Aelin Galathynius?” She didn’t reply to him before storming out. Though Deanna’s voice had echoed in her mind. The Queen Who Was Promised.
“Who was your mother?” Dorian ransacked his memory, all his history lessons on his royal house, but couldn’t recall. Elena made a sound that might have been a sob, her image fading into cobwebs and moonlight. “She who loved my father best. She who blessed him with such mighty gifts, and then bound herself in a mortal body and offered him the gift of her heart.” Aelin’s arms slackened at her sides. Aedion blurted, “Shit.” Elena laughed humorlessly as she said to Aelin, “Why do you think you burn so brightly? It is not just Brannon’s blood that is in your veins. But Mala’s.” Aelin breathed,
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doing to the young women.
The cost is that she is incinerated in the blast, her body yielded to the Darkness.
“I don’t think you can handle the sort of things I need, witchling. And I am never begging for anything again in my life.”
But … the witch? That was what he wanted to tangle with?
My guy you don’t even KNOW SHUT UP
“But it lets me slip between folds in the world. Only short distances, and only a few times before I’m drained, but … it’s useful on a killing field.”
Fenrys tried and failed to shrug. But Gavriel muttered from where he worked on the still-whimpering pirate, “Arrogance.”
“I don’t know,” Dorian said, studying his hands. “It felt like an extension of me. Like real hands I could command.”
And Manon wondered if Aelin, too, had watched that cloak floating out to sea and thought it looked like spilled blood. Chapter 52
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