>>Aelin
Their faces were grave.
Then—the marks on their foreheads began to glow. One by one, they flared with brilliant golden light, until their eyes themselves burned like molten sunlight.
My own eyes darted from face to face, my breathing uneven, searching for some explanation—when Tala's hand twisted inside me.
!!!
The pain hit so hard I thought my body might tear apart.
It wasn't the sharp kind—it was deeper. Like my very essence was being ripped open. My knees buckled as I gasped, the world blurring at the edges, every nerve screaming under the crushing weight of whatever he was doing.
It felt like I might dissolve into pieces right there.
