Surprising, I know. Everyone thinks I'm older.
She was Aelin Ashryver Galathynius- and she would not be afraid.
Everyone sounded the same when they died.
She was the heir of ash and fire, and she would bow to no one.
I claim you, Rowan Whitethorn. I don't care what you say and how much you protest. I claim you as my friend.
I worry because I care. Gods help me, I know I shouldn't, but I do. So I will always tell you to be careful, because I will always care what happens.