"Prince Rowan Whitethorn, of Doranelle. Former commander to Queen Maeve, and a member of her royal household." Yrene could have sworn the blood drained wholly from Arghun's face. "Aelin Galathynius is to wed Rowan Whitethorn?" From the way the prince said the name ... he'd indeed heard of this Rowan. Chaol had mentioned Rowan more than once in passing--Rowan, who had managed to heal much of the damage in his spine. A Fae Prince. And Aelin's beloved. Chaol shrugged. "They are carranam, and he swore the blood oath to her."