“Last I heard, you were hell-bent on sending him home. And had gathered a little army of healers in Doranelle so you might destroy him the moment you got the chance.” Erawan blinked slowly. Aelin smiled. “What will you do with all those healers now, Maeve? Have you two discussed that?” Darkness swirled around Maeve’s fingers. “I have endured enough of this prattling.” “I have not,” Erawan said, his golden eyes blazing.
Oh shit is she going to try and turn them against one another???? 🫢
