Page 104 of The Empress

I’m connected not just to Kane, but to the Tower, to the Empress, to the very fabric of the realm around me.

And I’m bound to them by more than love.

I’ve bound my body, my soul, through magick.

The Tower’s cracks and fissures begin to heal, golden light stitching up the broken places just like it did with Kane, just like it did with me.

Destiny, magick, the Empress—they all led me here. The Tower called me home.

I finally found where I belong.

“You’re mine, Fawn,” Kane whispers as he kisses down my chest. “All mine.”

And in that moment, I know it’s true. Every inch of me belongs to Kane, belongs to the Empress and Towerfall, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.