The Book

>>Aelin

I sat on the edge of the bed, the old book resting heavily on my lap, I had my back to Draegon as I stared at it.

Considering one final time if I should show it to him or not

I could feel his gaze on me and I also knew hiding this won't take me anywhere. I ran my fingers over the cover while Draegon stood by the window, his arms crossed as he watched me, his curiosity barely masked by the stiff line of his jaw.

Finally I got up as I opened the book and walked over to him, I held it out to him. "Here," I said. "You should see it for yourself."

He approached slowly, his eyes narrowing slightly as he took the book, and started flipping through the pages. His brow furrowed as he scanned them.