Tears run silently down her cheeks, and in my mind, I hear her voice: Promise me you’ll come back, Ezryn. Vow it. On your knees. I do. I sink to the floor and stare up at her. “Whatever it takes, I will return to you, my Queen. If I have to crawl, I’ll crawl. If I have to swim through rivers of fire, I’ll swim. If I have to defy the Fates themselves and rearrange the stars, I will do it.”
