I would never retire, I knew that with every fiber of my being, but it wasnt until just now that I realized that love was off the table for me too. As my brief romance with Simon had proven, I didnt have the time or the inclination for a relationship. My career would always come first—as it should.
If they survived this war and all the terrible things they must do before it was over.It was no easy thing, to slip away from thirteen sleeping witches and their wyverns.
But Dorian Havilliard had been studying them—their watches, who slept deepest, who might report seeing him walk away from their small fire and who would keep their mouths shut. Weeks and weeks, since hed settled on this idea. This plan.Theyd camped on the small outcropping where theyd found long-cold traces of the Crochans, taking shelter under the overhanging rock, the wyverns a wall of leathery warmth around them.He had minutes to do this. Hed been practicing for weeks now—making no bones of rising in the middle of the night, no more than a drowsy man displeased to have to brave the frigid elements to see to his needs. Letting the witches grow accustomed to his nightly movements.
Letting Manon become accustomed to it, too.Though nothing had been declared between them, their bedrolls still wound up beside each other every night. Not that a camp full of witches offered any sort of opportunity to tangle with her. No, for that, theyd resorted to winter-bare forests and snow-blasted passes, their hands roving for any bit of bare skin they dared expose to the chill air.
Their couplings were brief, savage. Teeth and nails and snarling. And not just from Manon.
But after a day of fruitless searching, little more than a glorified guard against the enemies hunting them while his friends bled to save their lands, he needed the release as much as she did. They never discussed it—what hounded them. Which was fine by him.Hasars mouth curved into a half smile. Thank us if we save your city.
Everything. She had given everything for this, and had been glad to do it.Aelin lay in darkness, the slab of iron like a starless night overhead.
Shed awoken in here. Had been in here for … a long time.Long enough shed relieved herself. Hadnt cared.