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"When it's time to go there," I said quietly, "we go together."
"It's a bargain," he said, and kissed me gently.
I murmured back onto his lips, "Yes, it is."

But he wrapped his arm around my waist and squeezed, breathing in. "I heard you, even in death. It made me look back. Made me stay a ittle longer.

A world divided was not a world that could thrive.

"I'm going in," Azriel said.
"No." Rhys snapped. But Azriel was spreading his wings, the sunlight so stark on the new, slashing scars down the membrane.
"Chain me to a tree, Rhys." Azriel said softly. "Go ahead." He began checking the buckles on his weapons. "TIl rip it out of the ground and fly with it on my damned back."
Rhys just stared at him—the wings. Then the decimated Illyrian
forces.

And there, sailing at the front... I beheld the names of those ships.
The Feyre.
The Elain.
And leading the charge against Hybern, flying over the waves,
unyielding and without an ounce of fear ...
The Nesta.
With my father... our father at the helm.

"He told me that he's got three daughters who live here. And that he failed them for many years. But he would not fail them this time."
The ships at the front of the human armada became clear, along
with the gold lettering on their sides.
"He named his three personal ships after them," Drakon said with a
smile.

"He calls himself the Prince of Merchants," Drakon said. "Appar-ently, he discovered the human queens were traitors months ago, and has been gathering an independent human army to face Hybern ever since. He managed to find Queen Vassa and together they rallied this army." Drakon shrugged.

Rhys's attention slid to me. And even with the battle around us, hell unleashing everywhere... For a heartbeat, we were the only two people on this plain.

His chin lifted. "The great joy and honor of my lite has been to know you. To call you my family. And I am grateful-more than I can possibly. say-that I was given this time with you all."

Rhys said, "We will walk onto that field and only accept Death when it comes to haul us away to the Otherworld. We will fight for life, for. survival, for our futures. But if it is decided by that tapestry of Fate or the Cauldron or the Mother that we do not walk off that field today..•"