Rowan’s head was still angled as he asked, “Your mothers were cousins, Prince, but who siredyou?”Aedion lounged in his chair. “Does it matter?”“Do you know?” Rowan pressed.Aedion shrugged. “She never told me—or anyone.”“I’m guessing you have some idea?” Aelin asked.Rowan said, “He doesn’t look familiar to you?”“He looks like me.”“Yes, but—” He sighed. “You met his father. A few weeks ago. Gavriel
-Sarah J. Maas
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