Celaena did not dare drag her gaze away from Rowan, who took the whipping as if he had done this before—as if he knew how to pace himself and how much pain to expect. His friends’ eyes were dead, as if they, too, had given and received this manner of punishment. Maeve had harmed Rowan before. How many of his scars had she given him? “Stop it,” Celaena growled.
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