Rowan lingered in the steep hills above the southern entrance to the camp. He’d easily kept hidden from the sentries in the trees, his wind masking any trace of his scent. Down below, spread across the grassy eastern plain, the army camp glittered. She had to be there. Aelin had to be there. If they had come so close but wound up being the very thing that had caused Maeve to take Aelin away again, to bring her along to the outpost … Rowan pushed against the weight in his chest. The bond within him lay dark and slumbering. No indication of her proximity. Essar had no idea that Aelin was being
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