"She would have destroyed an entire city for one man," Hasar snapped.
"The most powerful pure-blooded Fae male in the world," Chaol said simply. "A worthy asset for any court. Especially when they had fallen in love with each other."
Though his eyes danced as he spoke, a tremor of tension ran beneath the last words.
But Arghun seized on the words. "If it is a love match, then they risk knowing their enemies will go after him to punish her." Arghun smiled as if to say he was already thinking of doing so.
Chaol snorted, and the prince straightened. "Good luck to anyone who tries to go after Rowan Whitethorn."
"Because Aelin will burn them to ash?" Hasar asked with poisoned sweetness.
But it was Kashin who answered softly, "Because Rowan Whitethorn will always be the person who walks away from that encounter. Not the assailant."
