supposed to do, Rowan?”
“You damn it all to hell!” He slammed his
fist on the table, rattling the dishes. “You say
to hell with their plans, their prophecies and
fates, and you make your own! You do
anything but accept this!”
“The people of Erilea have spoken.”
“To hell with that, too,” he growled. “You
can start your free world after this war. Let
them vote for their own damned kings and
queens, if they want to.”
She let out a growl of her own. “I do not
want this burden for one second longer. I do
not want to choose and learn I made the wrong
choice in delaying it.”
“So you would have voted against it, then.
You would have gone to Terrasen.”
“Does it matter?” She shot to her feet. “The
votes weren’t in my favor anyway. Hearing
that I wanted to go to Orynth, to fight one last
lily
(lily)
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