“I stood with her, only her, until the end of our stories. But I refused to allow hers to be a retelling of mine. She deserved better than a lifetime of bloodstained hands and a tale with a bitter ending crafted from Reshaye’s terrible acts. She deserved epics. And I loved her so damned much that I would fulfill the promise I made to her, even if it became the hardest thing I ever did. Even if it meant embracing a part of myself that I would rather pretend didn’t exist.”
