A princess who was to live for a Thousand years. Longer. That had been her gift. It was now her curse.
An unspoken question arose in those green eyes. Aelin?She ignored the silent inquiry, unable to bear opening that silent channel between them again, and surveyed the powerful lines of his body, the sh...
Death had been her curse and her gift and her friend for these long, long years. She was happy to greet it again under the golden morning sun.
Aelin wiped her hands. Well, that’s over and done with, she announced, and strode to the desk and map. Shall we discuss where you all plan to march once we beat the living shit out of this army?
There are no gods left to watch, I’m afraid. And there are no gods left to help you now, Aelin Galathynius.'Aelin smiled, and Goldryn burned brighter. 'I am a god.
To whatever end, he whispered.Silver lined her eyes. To whatever end.A reminder—and a vow, more sacred than the wedding oaths they’d sworn on that ship.To walk this path together, back from the darkne...