Kingdom of Ash

guided Marion Lochan when she chose to buy
a young heir time to run with her very life.
Two women, who had never known each
other, two women who the world had deemed
ordinary. Two women, Josefin and Marion,
who had chosen hope in the face of darkness.
Two women, in the end, who had bought
them all this moment. This one shot at a
future.
For them, Yrene was not afraid. For the
child she carried, she was not afraid.
For the world she and Chaol would build
for that child, she was not afraid at all.
The gods might have been gone, Silba with
them, but Yrene could have sworn she felt
those warm, gentle hands guiding her. Pushing
upon Erawan’s chest as he thrashed, the force
of a thousand dark suns trying to rip her apart.
Her power tore through them all.
Tore and shredded and ripped into him,