Kingdom of Ash

ache. Rather, it gleamed, a shining challenge.
To make it count. For her, and so many others.
For himself, too.
“Do not give up on life so easily,” Gavin
said. “It is the life I had with Elena that allows
me to even consider parting from her now. A
good life—as good as any that could be hoped
for.” He inclined his head. “I wish the same
for you.”
Before Dorian could voice what surged in
his heart at the words, Gavin glanced skyward.
His dark brows narrowed. “You need to go.”
For the booming of wings filled the air.
Thousands of wings.
The Ironteeth legion at Morath had still
rallied after the keep’s collapse, it seemed.
And now made its long flight northward to
Orynth, likely infinitely more eager to tear
into his friends.
He prayed Maeve was not in that host. That