But Aelin remained in the hall for a moment, looking at Rowan. His brows were high as she read the words in his eyes, his posture. He never specified that only you had to wear it. Her throat tightened and she shook her head. What? he seemed to ask. You just … She shook her head again. Surprise me sometimes. Good. I’d hate for you to get bored. Despite herself, despite what was to come, a smile tugged on her lips as Rowan took her hand and gripped it tightly.
