A. Rae

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Aelin angled her head, blinking right back at them. “Don’t you lot have anything worthwhile to contribute?” She clicked her tongue. “Three of you are ancient as hell, you know. I’d have expected better from cranky old bastards.”
          
               Their nostrils flared. Aedion grinned, Ren wisely clamping his lips together to keep from doing the same.
          
               But Fenrys said, “Four. Four of us are old as hell.”
          
               Aelin arched a brow.
          
               Fenrys smirked, the movement stretching his scars. “Vaughan is still out there. And now free.”
          
               Rowan crossed his arms. “He’ll never be caught again.”
          
               But Fenrys’s smirk turned knowing. He pointed to the camped Fae army on the plain, the wolves and humans amongst them. “I have a feeling someone down there might know where we could start.” He glanced at Aelin. “If you’d be amenable to another cranky old bastard joining this court.”
          
               Aelin shrugged. “If you can convince him, I don’t see why not.” Rowan smiled at that, and scanned the sky, as if he could see his missing friend soaring there.
          
               Fenrys winked. “I promise he’s not as miserable as Lorcan.” Elide smacked his arm, and Fenrys darted away, hands up as he laughed. “You’ll like him,” he promised Aelin. “All the ladies do,” he added with another wink to her, Lysandra, and Elide.

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