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But when the arrow had fired at Chaol… that was the death he could not endure. Chaol had drawn his line–and Dorian was on his side of it. Chaol had called him his king. So revealing his powers to his father did not frighten him. No, to save his friend, dying did not scare him one bit. Chaol had gotten away. It was enough.

He looked at his friend, perhaps for the last time, and said what he had always known, from the moment they’d met, when he’d understood that the prince was his brother in soul. “I love you.” 

She’d been right. Dorian did have magic. This was the information Yellowlegs had wanted to sell to the highest bidder, sell to the king himself. It was knowledge that could change everything. It could change the world.