Chapters (44)
- The Rising
- Table of Contents
- The Work
- The New
- The Miracle
- The Battle of the Heights
- The Losses
- The Rejection
- The Grieving
- The Brother
- The Legends
- The Women
- The Ink
- The Vengeance
- The Report
- The New Airen
- The Introduction
- The Adrift
- The Finding
- The Training
- The Assignments
- The Shimmering
- The Interrogation
- The Drawing
- The Revelation
- The Escape
- The Rainbow
- The Discussion
- The Deep
- The Dragons
- The Visit
- The Reckoning
- The Twist
- The Examination
- The Tomes
- The Feint
- The Pursuit
- The Rising
- The Aftermath
- Chapter One Hundred & Fifty-Five
- The Epilogue
- About the Author
- Books by Kristen Ashley
- Connect with Kristen Ashley
Indeed, before they began building Jasmine’s and Rosehana’s pyres, Elena had taken Serena aside and said, “We will travel to Sky Bay soon, to regroup after these battles but also for my wedding. And if you will have the post, I would wish you to be my top general in this war we wage with the Airenzian against the Airenzian. And as such, I would have you by my side.”
Serena hesitated nary a second in assuming that command.
She knew instantly her decision was the right one, for she watched her sister’s eyes grow moist before Elena nodded and moved away.
And Serena no longer felt confusion or alarm at the feelings that came to her in the new bent of decisions she was making.
For her sister had lost a sister.
And Serena was giving her a new one.
And that felt right.
So, she was moving on, choosing family and nation above all else.
As her mother would do.
As her sister would do.
Thus now, this, with Heloise, she would not do.
And as such, her reply was simple, and obvious, for Heloise, with the others, had watched her do it.
“Yes. I helped to build Jasmine’s pyre.”
With that, she turned to regain her path to her tent.
Heloise moved to stand in front of her, forcing Serena again to stop.
“She died fighting with Airenzian for Airen,” Heloise stated.
“I know. I was there. Fighting with Airenzian for Airen,” Serena returned.
Heloise’s face twisted before she hid it and asked, jerking her head in Chu’s direction, “Who is that man who follows you?”
“He was the love of my life before he was lost to me.”
Heloise did not attempt to hide her disgusted shock before she whispered, “The love of your life?”
“Yes,” Serena confirmed.
“A man?” Heloise queried.
And Serena’s patience slipped. “Yes, sister, your eyes are not deceiving you. He is indeed a man. Very much so.”
“Who you loved,” she stated with disbelief.
“Who I loved,” Serena stated with conviction.
Heloise now appeared confused. “How is he lost to you when he’s sitting fifteen feet away?”
“It’s a long story,” Serena mumbled.
“As it is clear you do not wish to share it, fine then,” Heloise retorted. “But now tell me, why do you travel with gnats?”
Oh no.
Bloody no.
Serena’s back shot straight as fire scorched through her veins.
This reaction must have registered on her face as well as in her body for Heloise took a step back.