A Torch Against the Night (An Ember in the Ashes, #2)

by Sabaa Tahir

I’d give so much to be this close to her and not be poisoned or hunted, injured or haunted.

Pop used to say that standing by someone during their darkest times creates a bond. A sense of obligation that is less a weight and more a gift.

“Rise, Elias Veturius.” Tas smacks my face, and I blink at him in surprise. His eyes are fierce. “You gave me a name,” he says. “I want to live to hear it on the lips of others. Rise.”