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in having her here, fighting beside him.
And for Chaol to know that if he fell, it
would not be her life alone that now ended ...
She couldn’t bring herself to tell him. Not yet.
Perhaps it made her selfish, perhaps stupid,
but she couldn’t. Even if the moment she’d
realized it in the ship’s bathing chamber,
when her cycle still had not come and she had
begun counting the days, she had wept with
joy. And then realized what, exactly, carrying
a child during war would entail. That this war
might very well be still raging, or in its final,
horrible days, when she gave birth.
Yrene had decided that she’d do everything
in her power to make sure it did not end with
her child being born into a world of darkness.
“I’ll tell him when the time is right,” Yrene
said a shade sharply.
From the open hall doors, shouts rose to
“Clear the way! Clear the way for the