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You do not yield.
An unbroken Fire-Bringer. Aelin of the Wildfire. She would show the world that lie as well. Make them believe it. Maybe she’d one day believe it, too.
“To whatever end,” he whispered. Silver lined her eyes. “To whatever end.”
If he did not falter. Did not doubt himself. For whatever time he had left. He could make it right. All of it. He could make it right.
“I threw up earlier,” Evangeline whispered. Aedion said in a conspiratorial whisper, “Better than shitting your pants, sweetheart.”
She passed through a world of snowcapped mountains under shining stars. Passed over one of those mountains, where a winged male stood beside a heavily pregnant female, gazing at those very stars. Fae.
“I came back,” she rasped.
