Kingdom of Ash (Throne of Glass, #7)

by Sarah J. Maas

So Rowan followed her, as he would follow her until his last breath, and beyond it.

“I told you once that even if death separated us, I would rip apart every world

until I found you.” He gave her a slash of a smile. “Did you really believe this would stop me?”

bright under the moon. “I am with you.” He laid a hand on her heart. “Here. I am with you here.” She laid her own hand on his chest, and breathed his scent deep into her lungs, her heart. “As I am with you. Always.” Rowan kissed her. “I love you,” he whispered onto her mouth. “Come back to me.”

A death worthy of a song. An end worthy of being told around a fire.

“I will find you again,” he promised her. “In whatever life comes after this.”

Lysandra nodded. “In every lifetime.”