Yellowlegs only let out a confirming chuckle. Celaena kept shaking her head, her heart beating so violently she could hardly breathe. “The king has some of the Wyrdkeys? That’s how he was able to conquer the continent so easily?” But if he’d already done that—then what further plans did he have? “Perhaps,” Yellowlegs said. “If I were to wager my hard-earned gold, I’d say he has at least one.”
