Chapter Three

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Lysandra watched Aedion from her perch on top of the mast, an unfamiliar feeling of regret building in her stomach.

Regret at what? She wondered. She didn't regret helping Aelin. No, she would drive a knife into her own heart for her friend.

But something was missing. Something important.

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Later, as Lysandra sat on her bed, once again wearing Aelin's skin, she realized what it was. Aedion. His companionship and support. Those things that had become so important to her, were gone.

Rolling onto her side, she steeled herself. Aedion would have to realize that she'd done the right thing, because she wasn't going to betray Aelin, not for the world.

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