"Absolutely not!" the three royals said in unison.
"But if it could help…"
"No, and that is final. We will decide what to do with this new development, but sending my niece away to Wendlyn is out of the question" her Uncle Orlon said. Aelin knew that she was supposed to be upstairs "recovering". That was where everyone thought she was. But it was near impossible to sleep when she knew that she was being discussed in another part of the palace. Even Aedion was allowed in the room, though he was if he was forbidden to say anything.
The debate had been going on for five days now, ever since the mishap in the forest. Her memory was of the incident was vague, a jumble of blurred images. The only thing that was clear to her was that she snuck out to retrieve her uncle's book, ran into some kind of… creature, and after a searing pain and a flash of blinding blue light, she lost consciousness. She woke up with Lady Marion sitting next to her bed.
Her mother came later to tell her that the flash of light had come from her. That she apparently had the fae gift of fire, a trait from the Galathynius side of her that hadn't been seen in years. Apparently, the combination of her mother and father's bloodline had caused the trait to wake from dormancy. Along with the fire magic she apparently had the ability to shift into the form of the fae, a power not even her mother had. Aelin had yet to see this happen, but apparently the guards that were following her and Aedion, which she was still mad at Aedion for since he apparently knew all along that they were being followed but didn't think to tell her, had seen her shift when the magic first erupted. By the time they were able to get to her she was unconscious and had already shifted back.