“A stupid cow I might be,” she muttered, rotating the book to show Rowan the page she sought, “but not without options.” Rowan’s eyes danced. You’re including me in this particular scheme, Princess? Aelin smirked. I wouldn’t want you to feel left out. He angled his head. “We need to hurry, then.” Listening to the ruckus of the readying army beyond their tent, Aelin nodded. And began.
What’s Aelin planning??? A plan to defeat the army? Or Erawan and Maeve?
