Ten years of shadows, but no longer. Light up the darkness, Majesty.
Aedion touched her shoulder. Welcome home, Aelin.
Rise, Darrow said, Aelin Ashryver Whitethorn Galathynius, Queen of Terrasen.
And at long last, Aelin Ashryver Galathynius was home.
The stag’s enormous head turned slightly—toward the wagon, toward the small window.The Lord of the North.So the people of Terrasen will always know how to find their way home, she’d once told Ansel as...