““Glancing between her and the paper, Lysandra cracked the seal and read the text. “I, Clarisse DuVency, hereby declare that any debts owed to me by—” The paper began shaking. “Any debts owed to me by Lysandra and Evangeline are now paid in full. At their earliest convenience, they may receive the Mark of their freedom.” The paper fluttered to the table as Lysandra’s hands slackened. She raised her head to look at Aelin. “Och,” Aelin said, even as her own eyes filled. “I hate you for being so beautiful, even when you cry.””
