He had made one promise. He had not broken it yet. To save them. His friend, his kingdom. He still had that. Even here at the bottom of this dark hell, he still had that. And the road that he had traveled so far … No, he would not look back. What if we go on, only to more pain and despair? Aelin had smiled at his question, posed on that rooftop in Rifthold. As if she had understood, long before he did, that he would find this pit. And learn the answer for himself. Then it is not the end. This … This was not the end. This crack in him, this bottom, was not the end. He had one promise left. To
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