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I will find you
That flicker he could have sworn he felt in answer, like the fluttering heart of an ember.
Unleashing a cry that set the world trembling, Prince Rowan Whitethorn Galathynius, Consort of the Queen of Terrasen, began the hunt to find his wife.
🥵😭😁🤭🤭😱😭😭🥰😤😤😳

OMGG AELIN IS SUCH A MASTERMIND SHE GOT ALL THE PEOPLE WHO OWE HER LIFE DEBTS TO COME AND ALLY WITH HER AMAZING CONCOCTING THIS PLAN WHILE HAVING TO DEAL WITH HER EVENTUAL DEATH TO SAVE EVERYONE. AMAZING ASSASIN SKEEMING QUEEN OF TERRASEN OBSESSED WITH HER. Like rowan im shocked each time with her actions and plans amazing

“Galan only smiled a bit and pointed to the eastern horizon.
Where white sails now broke over its rim. Ship after ship after ship, each bearing the cobalt flag of Wendlyn.
“Tell Aelin Galathynius that Wendlyn has never forgotten Evalin Ashryver,” Galan said to him, to Aedion. “Or Terrasen.”
Aedion fell to his knees in the sand as Wendlyn’s armada spread before them.”

His Fireheart.

“His equal, his friend, his lover. His wife.
His mate.
That gods-damned bitch had put her in an iron box.
She’d whipped his mate so brutally that he’d rarely seen such blood spilled as a result. Then chained her. Then put Aelin in a veritable iron coffin, still bleeding, still hurting.
To contain her. To break her. To torture her.
His Fireheart, locked in the dark.
She’d tried to him 😭

“I have them,” Manon said simply. “Aelin slid them into my pocket.”
It’s why I couldn’t do anything about it,” Manon said. “To help her. I had to look uninvolved. Neutral.” From where he sat on the beach below, Aedion had twisted toward them, his keen Fae hearing feeding him every word. Manon said to all of them, “I am sorry. I’m sorry I couldn’t help.”

“Manon looked behind them. To the north.
“I am going to find the Crochans. And I am going to raise an army with them. For Aelin Galathynius. And her people. And for ours.”
“They’ll never trust us,” Sorrel said.”
“Then we’ll have to just be our charming selves.”
Some of them smirked; some of them shifted on their feet.

“Aelin Galathynius willingly handed over her freedom so an Ironteeth witch could walk free,” Manon said. Elide straightened, pulling from Asterin’s arms. But Manon continued, “We owe her a life debt. And more than that … It is time that we became better than our foremothers. We are all children of this land.”

“when were you going toreveal this?Before or after I thought I wastakingmy gods-damnedcousin to bed for whatever reason you concocted?”
“I will notapologize to you. Iserve her. And I am willing to spend therest ofmy life pretending to be her so that her sacrifice isn’t in vain—”
“You can go to hell,” Aedion snapped. “You can go to hell,you lying bitch!”
Lysandra’s answeringsnarl wasn’thuman.

“Aedion snarled, “What could you possibly …”
Lysandra lifted her chin.
Rowan breathed, “Aelin would die to forge the new Lock to seal the keys into the gate—to banish Erawan. But no one would know. No one but us. Not while you wore her skin for the rest of your life.”
Aedion dragged a hand through his blood-caked hair. “But any offspring with Rowan wouldn’t look anything like—”

“Aelin had let them whip and chain her, had gone willingly with Maeve, so Elide didn’t enter Cairn’s clutches. And it had been just as much a sacrifice for Elide as it had been a gift to him.
She had bowed to Maeve.
For Elide.”
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“Rowan hissed, “Where is my wife?”
Lorcan swayed where he knelt.”
“And she had married Whitethorn … so Terrasen could have a king. Perhaps had been spurred into action because she knew Lorcan had already betrayed her, that Maeve was coming …
And Lorcan had not helped her.
Whitethorn’s wife.
His mate.”
(Girl thought of everything 😭😭😭

“But Maeve wouldn’t let her die. Not with the Wyrdkeys in the balance. Not yet.
Time—she was grateful Elena had given her that stolen time.
Grateful she had met them all, that she had seen some small part of the world Grateful that she had found Rowan.
She was grateful.
So Aelin Galathynius dried her tears.
And did not fight when Maeve strapped that beautiful iron mask over her face.”

“The males half dragged her toward Maeve.
Toward the iron box. And the chains. And the iron mask.A mockery of the power it was to contain—the power Maeve had needed to ensure was fully drained before she locked her up. The only way she could ever lock her up.
Every inch her feet dragged through the sand was a lifetime; every inch was a heartbeat.

“And even bracing herself, even clamping down hard, there was nothing to prepare for the crack, the sting, the pain. She did not let herself cry out, only hissed through her teeth.
A whip wielded by an overseer at Endovier was one thing.
One wielded by a full-blooded Fae male …
😭😱😭😢(NOOO THIS BRINGS TEARS TO MY EYES SHE BEING STRIPPED WITH THE CHAINS AND WHIPPED NOOO 😭

“And tell Rowan,” Aelin said, fighting her own sob, “that I’m sorry I lied. But tell him it was all borrowed time anyway. Even before today, I knew it was all just borrowed time, but I still wish we’d had more of it.” “Tell him he has to fight. He must save Terrasen, and remember the vows he made to me. And tell him … tell him thank you—for walking that dark path with me back to the light.”😭

OMGG MAEVE PLANNED IT ALL THE MEETING OF ROWAN THENKILLING OF LYRIA OMGGG SHE WAS THE MASTER MIND AND NOW MAEVE IS GOING TO TAKE AELIN AS HOSTAGE NOOOO😱😱😭😭😭

“The mark of the nameless.
“Mala’s blood must be spent—your power must be spent. Every drop, of magic, of blood. You are the cost—to make a new Lock, and seal the keys into the gate. To make the Wyrdgate whole.”
Aelin said softly, “I know.” She had known for some time now.
Had been preparing for it as best she could. Preparing things for the others.”

“And I suppose she and I are flame and iron.”
“Steps thudded down the stairs at the back of the hold. Dorian twisted toward them, but Aelin smirked at Manon and approached the mirror. “Then I’ll see you on the other side, witch.”
“But Aelin and Manon pressed their joined hands to the speckled glass.
Aedion’s shout of warning rang through the hold as they vanished.”😱😩

“Manon gaped after him, cursing her blood for heating again, for … what she’d allowed him to do.
She wondered what Dorian would say if she told him she had never allowed a male atop her like that. Not once. Wondered what he’d say if she told him she’d wanted to sink her teeth into his neck and find out what he tasted like. Put her mouth on other parts and see what he tasted like there.”

She did not carewho she was,who shehad been. She draggedher hands through his thick hair,over the muscles ofhis back as itflexed with eachthrust that. Here,she was nothing but flesh and fire and iron; here, there was onlythis selfishneed of her body,his body.
More.She wanted more wanted everything.
She might have whispered it, might have pleaded for it. Because Darkness save her, Dorian gave it to her. To them both.

“I wanted you from the first moment I saw you in Oakwald,” he said, his voice low and rough.”
Manon reached up to peel off his shirt, white fabric sliding away to reveal tan skin and sculpted muscle. “Yes,” was all she told him. She unbuckled his belt, hands shaking. “Yes,” she said again, as Dorian brushed a knuckle over her core. He let out an approving growl at what he found.”🤣🤭🥰

“His mouth was still around the tip of her breast as he again met her eyes, sapphire framed with ebony lashes, and said, “I want to taste every inch of you.”
Manon let go of all pretense of reason as the king lifted his head and claimed her mouth.”
(OKAYY THATS FREAKIN BLUSHING WORTHY LIKE OOF THOSE SAPHHIRE EYES LIE ALWAYS HAS MY ATTENTION I REALLY LIKE IT AND LASHES OMG IM GONE IM SO EXCITED FOR MANON

“A chill ran down her body, peaking her breasts. He watched them, then circled a finger around one. Dorian “bent, his mouth following the path where that finger had been. Then his tongue. She bit her lip against the groan rising up her throat, her hands sliding into the silken locks of his hair.”
“I want to taste every inch of you.”
(IM OBSESSED IM IN LOVE WITH THESE TWO ARE THEIR PROTECTION FOR EACHOTHER

“His face turned ravenous as he took in her breasts, the plane of her stomach—the scar slicing across it.
That hunger shifted into something icy and vicious: “You once asked me where I stand on the line between killing to protect and killing for pleasure.” His fingers grazed the seam of the scar across her abdomen. “I’ll stand on the other side of the line when I find your grandmother.”
(Devouring

“I find pleasure in both, depending on my mood and the person.” One of his former lovers still remained one of his closest friends—and most skilled commanders in his Bane. “Attraction is attraction.”And I know enough about it to understand what you and I …” Something shuttered in her eyes, and the words slipped from him. Too soon. Too soon for this sort of talk. “We can figure it out.

“I know my history is … unappealing.”
“I’m going to stop you right there,” Aedion said, daring a step closer. “And I’m going to tell you that there is nothing unappealing about you. Nothing. I’ve been with just as many people. Women, men … I’ve seen and tried it all.”

Ansel of Briarcliff,Queen ofthe Wastes drawled, “Who gave you permissiontouse my namein pit fights, Aelin?”I gave myselfpermission to use yourname however I please Ansel, the day I spared your life instead of endingyou likethe coward you are.”
“Hello, bitch,” Ansel purred
“Hello, traitor,” Aelin purred right back, surveying the armada spread before them.”Looks like you made it on time after all.”

“The queen was now flanked by Lady Elide, Manon on the dark-haired girl’s other side, Lysandra sprawled in ghost leopard form at the queen’s feet.
The power in that cluster alone was staggering.”

she’d looked at him … Holy gods,when she’d looked at him, he’d almost fallen to his knees.
Queen, and lover, and friend—and more.He hadn’t cared that they had an audience.He had needed to touch her, to reassure himself that she was all right, to feel the woman who could do such great and terrible things and still look at him with that beckoning, vibrant life in her eyes.
You make me want to live, Rowan.