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"Close the gap," Aedion growled to the warriors on either side of hih to see the source of their salvation, free and safe at last--

It was not Aelin who unleashed fire upon the left flank

It was not Aelin at all who had crept up through the snow-veiled river

Ships filled the Florine, near-ghosts in the swirling snows Some bore the banners of their united fleet

Butadorned with a green sea dragon

Rolfe’s fleet The Mycenians

Yet there was no sign of the ancient sea dragons who had once gone into battle with the a fa contraption, scarves over their mouths

Firelances

A horn blasted from the river And then the firelances unleashed white-hot flaons, all of the fire upon their enemy

Flame melted arht

As if they were far their reaped fields for the winter, Rolfe’s Mycenians , until they formed a line between Aedion and their eneht sprinted, their warning cries rising above the bellowing flaer has armed them! Her power burns anew!

The fools did not realize that there was no

Then a fa out "Quickly! On board, all of you!" Rolfe

For the ships in the river had pulled up, gangways lowered and rowboats already at the shore

Aedion wasted no time "To the river! To the fleet!"

Their soldiers didn’t hesitate They sprinted for the awaiting arboats Chaotic and ods kne long, he didn’t care

Aedion kept his position at the front line, ensuring no soldier lagged behind

Down the line, Prince Galan and a spotted, furry for in the wind, Ansel of Briarcliff held her sword pointed at their enemy Tears slid down her freckled cheeks The heads of her men lay scattered in the snow around her

And ahead of theht them the time to retreat

Each second dripped by, but slowly, those boats filled Slowly, their army left the shore, every boat that departed was replaced by another Many Fae shifted, birds of prey filling the gray sky as they soared over the river

And when there were none left but a few boats, a the sea dragon, Rolfe roared from the helm, "Fall back, all of you!"

The Mycenians and their firelancesto shore

Lysandra and Ansel ran with theest sprint of his life

But then he was at the gangplank of Rolfe’s ship, the river deep enough that they’d been able to pull up close to the shore Lysandra, Galan, and Ansel were already past hias lifted Below, around, the Mycenians leaped into their longboats and rowed like hell Not a single soldier left behind Only the dead

Light flashed, and Aedion whirled toward the ship’s helhost leopard to woman, naked as the day she was born

Rolfe, to his credit, only lookedher arms around his neck And to his credit once ripped her back