But no matter what I did, Elentiya, I want you to know that in the darkness of the past ten years, you were one of the bright lights for me. Do not let that light go out.” And before Celaena could reply, the princess was gone. There was nothing in the dark. As though Nehemia had never been. As though she’d made it all up. “Come back,” she whispered. “Please – come back.” But the darkness remained the same. And Nehemia was gone.