Kingdom of Ash (Throne of Glass, #7)

by Sarah J. Maas

“I’ve heard of you,” Ren said, scanning the man anew. “You’re a thief.” “Former thief,” Nox amended, winking. “Now rebel, and Lord Darrow’s most trusted messenger.” Indeed, a skilled thief would make for a smart messenger, able to slip in and out of places unseen. But Aedion didn’t care what the man did or didn’t do. “I assume you’re not riding back tonight.” A shake of the head. Aedion sighed. “Does Darrow realize that these men are exhausted and though we won the field, it was not an easy victory by any means?” “Oh, I’m sure he does,” Nox said, dark brows rising high with that faint amusement. “Tell Darrow,” Ravi cut in, “that he can come meet us, then. Rather than make us move an entire army just to see him.” “The meeting is an excuse,” Sol said quietly. Aedion nodded. At Ravi’s narrowed brows, his elder brother clarified, “He wants to make sure that we don’t …” Sol trailed off, aware of the thief who listened to every word. But Nox smiled, as if he grasped the meaning anyway. Darrow wanted to ensure that they didn’t take the army from here and march southward. Had cut them off before they could do so, with this order to move tomorrow. Ravi growled, at last getting the gist of his brother’s words.