My entire body spasmed as I remembered what Reaver had said—what Vikter had told Tawny. The beginning verse of the prophecy. Born of mortal flesh, a great primal power rises as the heir to the lands and seas, to the skies and all the realms. A shadow in the ember, a light in the flame, to become a fire in the flesh… To speak her name is to bring the stars from the skies and topple the mountains into the sea… Her name was power, but only when spoken by the one born as she, and of a great primal power. “He told me you already knew her name,” Tawny had said.
Its penelophe. It has to be
