Before Aelin could inhale a bracing breath, hands slammed onto her shoulders. Pushed down.
Until I see you again—The meeting with Lisbet, Baltsar, Konstantin, Ridley, and I had gone on rather late into the night, and Id been very relieved when I was finally able to go to my room. I had fantasies about falling asleep the second my head hit the pillow.
But, even as exhausted as I was, sleep could be a cruel mistress, and it eluded me. I tossed and turned, and spent most of the night staring up at the water spot on the ceiling above my bed.The grandeur of the exterior of the Skojare palace was misleading. Even though the guest rooms had an air of luxury to them—fine linens, elegant furnishings, even the exterior glass wall that bowed out in the lake—the reality inside was quite different.A bedroom underwater was cold and smelled musty. The wallpaper in the halls was peeling, the tiles were warped, and I spotted a tuft of mold growing in the corner.
The dark water of the lake kept out most of the sunlight during the day, but somehow, even with the waning moon in the night sky, it managed to create an odd glowing sensation in the room. Like being in an aquarium, with the shadows of the moving water dancing across the ceiling.Eventually I decided that I couldnt be the only one having trouble sleeping. I slid out of bed, and the tiles felt like ice on my bare feet.
Since I was still traveling with my thrift shop clothing, I didnt have much in the way of pajamas. Id gone to bed in an oversized T-shirt with a kraken attacking a ship on it. The neck hole had been stretched out, so it kept slipping off my shoulder, exposing more of my skin to the cold.
I stuck my head out into the hall, and when I saw no guards in the vicinity, I crept out. Tildas room was directly on the other side of mine, but I figured that between the pregnancy and brutally attacking a guy today, she probably needed her rest.Dorian waited until the Crochans were clear of him before unleashing his power. Spears of ice, to pierce the enemys exposed chests or rip through their wings.
Half a thought had him loosening Cyrenes bonds, though not unleashing her from the power that kept her from attacking. Just giving her enough space to shift, to defend herself. A flash on the other side of the camp told him she had.The interrogation would come later.
Manon and the Thirteen reached the wyverns, and were airborne within heartbeats, flapping into the chaos above.The Crochans were so small—so terribly small—against the bulk of the wyverns. Even on their brooms.