"You're not going to believe me," Aelin went on. "What I've just said, you're not going to believe me. I know it--and that's fine. I don't expect you to. When you're ready, I'll be here." "You're the Queen of Terrasen. You can't be." "Says who? We are the masters of our own fates-- decide how to go forward." She squeezed his hand. "You're my friend, Dorian."