"We do not look back, Chaol. It helps no one and nothing to look back. We can only go on." There she was, that queen looking out at him, a hint of the ruler she was becoming. And it knocked the breath out of him, because it made him feel so strangely young--when she now seemed so old. "What if we go on," he said, "only to more pain and despair? What if we go on, only to find a horrible end waiting for us?" Aelin looked northward, as if she could see all the way to Terrasen. "Then it is not the end."