And tell him thank you for walking that dark path with me back to the light.
I told you that love was a weakness.
But Aedion kept his attention fixed on Lysandra. "Please. I am begging you. I am begging you, Lysandra, to go."
Her chin lifted. "you are not asking our other allies to run."
"Because i'm not in love with our other allies."
“To whatever end?” she breathed. Rowan followed her, as he had his entire life, long before they had ever met, before their souls had sparked into existence. “To whatever end, Fireheart.”
For those we love, we can rise above that fear.
Once upon a time, in a land long since burned to ash, there lived a young princess who loved her kingdom so much...
“Be the bridge, be the light. When iron melts, when flowers spring from fields of blood—let the land be witness, and return home.”
“Hers was not a story of darkness. This would not be the story. She would fold it into herself, this place, this fear, but it would not be the whole story. It would not be her story.”
'It is the strength of this that matters. No matter where you are, no matter how far, this will lead you home.”