“I realize now that I was wrong. Wrong to ever deny that you were meant to be mine, and I yours.” For a long time, Faythe thought she would never find where she truly belonged. In High Farrow, in Rhyenelle, in anywhere else on the map of Ungardia and beyond—never did she believe she would find it. Feel it. Now she knew why. It was not in any one place where she would be bound by duty over heart. It was by his side. No matter where they traveled or settled, if the kingdoms fell and the world burned to ash, by Reylan’s
