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"I missed you," he said quietly, his gaze darting between her mouth and eyes. "When I was in Wendlyn. I lied when I said I didn't. From the moment you left, I missed you so much I went out of my mind. I was glad for the excuse to track Lorcan here, just to see you again. And tonight, when he had that knife at your throat ..." The warmth of his callused finger bloomed through her as he traced a path over the cut on her neck. "I kept thinking about how you might never know that I missed you with only an ocean between us. But if it was death separating us ... I would find you. I don't care how many rules it would break. Even if I had to get all three keys myself and open a gate, I would find you again. Always."
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Thirty minutes later, Rowan was still staring up at the ceiling, teeth gritted as he calmed the roaring in his veins that was steadily shredding through his self-control. That gods-damned nightgown. Shit. He was in such deep, unending shit.
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"What in hell is that?" She kept going toward the bathroom, refusing to apologize or look down at the pink, delicate, very short lace nightgown. When she emerged, face washed and clean, Rowan was sitting up, arms crossed over his bare chest. "You forgot the bottom part." She merely blew out the candles in the room one by one. His eyes tracked her the entire time. "There is no bottom part," she said, flinging back the covers on her side. "It's starting to get so hot, and I hate sweating when I sleep. Plus, you're practically a furnace. So it's either this or I sleep naked. You can sleep in the bathtub if you have a problem with it."
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"He lifted the lavender soap to his hair, and she squeaked. "You don't use that in your hair," she hissed, jolting from her perch to reach for one of the many hair tonics lining the little shelf above the bath. "Rose, lemon verbena, or ..." She sniffed the glass bottle. "Jasmine." She squinted down at him. He was staring up at her, his green eyes full of the words he knew he didn't have to say. "
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"Rowan's head was still angled as he asked, "Your mothers were cousins, Prince, but who sired you?" Aedion lounged in his chair. "Does it matter?" "Do you know?" Rowan pressed. Aedion shrugged. "She never told me--or anyone." "I'm guessing you have some idea?" Aelin asked. Rowan said, "He doesn't look familiar to you?" "He looks like me." "Yes, but--" He sighed. "You met his father. A few weeks ago. Gavriel"
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"Aelin hissed, "Need I remind you Captain, that you went to Endovier and did not blink at the slaves and the mass graves? Need I remind you that I was starved and chained and you let Duke Perrington force me to the ground at Dorian's feet while you did nothing? And now you have the nerve to accuse me of not caring, when many of the people in this city have profited off the blood and misery of the very people you ignored?"
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"He lifted the lavender soap to his hair, and she squeaked. "You don't use that in your hair," she hissed, jolting from her perch to reach for one of the many hair tonics lining the little shelf above the bath. "Rose, lemon verbena, or ..." She sniffed the glass bottle. "Jasmine." She squinted down at him.
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