Kingdom of Ash

But they were.
“To a better world,” Mala said, and walked
through the doorway into her own.
A better world.
A world with no gods. No masters of fate.
A world of freedom.
Aelin approached the archway to the gods’
realm. To where Mala now walked across the
shimmering grass, little more than a shaft of
sunlight herself.
The Lady of Light halted—and lifted an
arm in farewell.
Aelin smiled and bowed.
Far out, striding over the hills, the gods
paused.
Aelin’s smile turned into a grin. Wicked
and raging.
It did not falter as she found the world she
sought. As she dipped into that eternal,
terrible power.