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“One hundred thousand,” Ansel of Briarcliff announced softly.

CHAPTER 76

“It’s possible—toshowa different world?” Dorian asked Maeve when they were again in their tower room.

Maeve slid into a chair, her face distant. “Using mirrors, yes.”

Dorian lifted a brow.

“You have seen yourself the power of witch mirrors. What it did to Aelin Galathynius and Manon Blackbeak. Who do you think taught the witches such power? Not the Fae.” A small laugh. “And how do you think I have been able to see so far, hear the voices of my eyes, all the way from Doranelle? There are mirrors to spy, to travel, to kill. Even now, Erawan wields them to his advantage with the Ironteeth.” With the witch towers.

Maeve lounged, a queen with no crown. “I can show him what he wishes to see.”

Dorian opened his mouth, then considered the words.

“An illusion. You don’t plan to show him Orcus or Mantyx at all.”

She cut him a cool stare. “A sleight of hand—while you enter the tower.”

“I can’t get in.”

“I am a world-walker,” Maeve said. “I have traveled between universes. Do you think moving between rooms will be so hard?”

“Something kept you from going to Terrasen all these years.”

Maeve’s jaw tightened. “Brannon Galathynius was aware of my gifts to move between places. The wards around his kingdom prevent me from doing so.”

“So you could not transport Erawan’s armies there for him.”

“No. I can only enter on foot. There are too many of them, anyway, for me to hold the portal that long.”

“Erawan is aware of your gift, so he’ll likely have taken steps to guard his own room.”

“Yes, and I have spent my time here slowly unraveling them. He is not so skilled a spellworker as he thinks.” A smug, triumphant smile.

Yet Dorian asked, “Why not do this from the start?”

“Because I had not yet decided it was worth the risk. Because he had not yet pushed me to bring my handmaidens here, to be mere foot soldiers.”

“You care about them—the spiders.”

“You will find, Your Majesty, that a loyal friend is a rare thing indeed. They are not so easy to sacrifice.”

“You offered up six of them to those princesses.”

“And I shall remember that for as long as I live,” Maeve said, and some kernel of emotion indeed danced over her face. “They went willingly. I tell myself that whenever I look upon them now and see nothing of the creatures I knew. They wished to help me.” Her eyes met his. “Not all Valg are evil.”

“Erawan is.”

“Yes,” she said, and her eyes darkened. “He and his brothers … they are the worst of our kind. Their rule was through fear and pain. They delight in such things.”

“And you do not?”

Maeve twirled an inky strand around a finger. And didn’t answer.

Fine. Dorian went on, “So you shall break past Erawan’s wards on his room, open the portal for me, and I’ll slip in while you distract him with an illusion about his brothers.” He frowned. “As soon as I find the key, he’ll know you’ve deceived him. We’ll have to leave quickly.”

Her mouth curved. “We will. And go to wherever you have hidden the others.”

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