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What he knew the queen might not be able to resist coming to retrieve herself: Wyrdstone collars.
They’d walked this dark path together back to the light. He would not let the road end here.
And slowly, Fenrys got to his feet.
With a roar, Fenrys leaped. And with it, he snapped the blood oath completely.
when Aelin Galathynius appeared.
Cairn groaned as unconsciousness gave way. By the time Cairn awoke, chained to that metal table, Rowan was ready.
Yesss
“I will. But you have to be still, Fireheart. Just for a few moments.”
love you,” he whispered in Elide’s ear. “I have loved you from the moment you picked up that axe to slay the ilken.” Her tears flowed past him in the wind. “And I will be with you …” His voice broke, but he made himself say the words, the truth in his heart. “I will be with you always.”
asked, “Is there any other reason you would deign to visit Morath, Maeve?”
“You are not a very skilled spy, King of Adarlan.”
“I will leave with both. And quickly.” “And how do you propose we are to find what we seek?”
“They would keep me from my brothers,” he said. “I will let nothing stand in the way of my reunion with them.” “Surely there might be another way to reunite you. Without such a great war.”
World-walker no longer, he said as his raw magic shifted her own. Changed its very essence. I suggest you invest in a good pair of shoes.
Dorian smiled and brought Morath’s towers crashing down.
“Go,” Petrah snarled. And when Manon again hesitated, Petrah only said, “For Keelie.”
“Be the bridge, be the light. When iron melts, when flowers spring from fields of blood—let the land be witness, and return home.”
And as Chaol Westfall dismounted and ran the last few feet
toward Dorian, the King of Adarlan wept.
Turning it. Away from Orynth, from the castle. Precisely as Aelin had told him Sam Cortland had done in Skull’s Bay,
Yet the songs would mention this—that the Lion fell before the western gate of Orynth, defending the city and his son. If they survived today, if they somehow lived, the bards would sing of it.
The queen had come home at last. The queen had come to hold the gate.
Her name was Aelin Ashryver Whitethorn Galathynius. And she would not be afraid.
It is your own.
“You have found love, and happiness, Yrene. There is nothing more that I could ever wish for you.”
I, Aelin Ashryver Whitethorn Galathynius, swear upon my immortal soul to guard, to nurture, and to honor Terrasen from this day until my very last.
For across every mountain, spread beneath the green canopy of Oakwald, carpeting the entire Plain of Theralis, the kingsflame was blooming.
