A Throne From the Ashes (An Heir Comes to Rise, #3)

by C.C. Peñaranda

I may have come from nothing, but I will rise to everything. The greatest triumph will be having you there to bear witness as I do.”

Reylan’s voice… It felt like home.

“I will always have time for you,”

In favor, odds are a reckless confidence. Against, they hold one back from believing in their strength to win.

“Don’t be afraid of the past that has made you stronger.”

Strength is in those who know when help is needed and are not afraid to ask for it.

“Nightmares are made of monsters, are they not?”

“Why think of the ending of something that has not been given the chance to begin? Why deny yourself the chance to be happy and damn whatever the ending may be?”

Then the sun and moon collided. A ray of the brightest light flared in her mind, shooting to her chest and bursting with a warmth so pure and safe.

“Until the end of days, Reylan Arrowood.” His smile—warm, genuine, and heartbreakingly rare—had become the light in her eternal shadow. “Maybe even longer, Faythe Ashfyre.”

“But sometimes you have to fight fire with fire. Watch the world burn and then rise from the ashes.”

darkness spared no pure heart.

“You might find there are secrets within truths; that one answer is not always the only answer.”

“Your fascination is a question—one you’ve harbored your whole life. Don’t stop looking for the answer.”

“In Ungardia’s darkest hour, when all shall burn and fall, only the Phoenix Queen can find a throne from the ashes, and rise it true for all.”

In this life or the next, I will always find you.”

“She is Faythe Ashfyre of Rhyenelle. And she is the Phoenix Queen.”

Love. It was an absurd concept. To attach one’s feelings to another opened them up to endless forms of torture and manipulation. From each other; from outsiders. Love was damning. But it was also absolution.

“You are so much more than what you have lived your life believing you are,”

“Every person to cross your path and forge and bond with you has had a role in shaping who you are. Knowledge, courage, wisdom, strength, resilience, darkness, and light—you are made of them all.

“The Great General of Rhyenelle, the one they call the White Lion of the South, and the one who will be remembered in history within stories of battles and reign for millennia…is your soul-bonded mate, Faythe Ashfyre.”