Furysong (The Aurelian Cycle, #3)

by Rosaria Munda

“I just wanted it to be in writing, somewhere. I wanted it to be in writing that it was you. For me. It’s always been you.”

“Some of the bravest women in our lives have been peasant women, Annie. They’re why we’re here. Even if they go unsung.”

her. “Antigone?” Her chin has set, and her brown eyes blaze. “Go show them what you’re made of.”

I once worried that reading about heroes of the old Houses made me unsuited to the life of one. Now I know it does. In this corner of the earth that is mine, I will read poetry and grow old in love. Let them sing of others.