“Did he love the girl he forced to commit those murders? What about the girl he tossed into the old king’s bed for his own purposes, then mutilated when she dared to challenge him? Or the woman he blinded for failing to offer him unswerving devotion?” Who would speak for Liliyana, for Genya and Alina and Baghra if she did not? Who will speak for me?
"Now what is left from me? An old widow with a child missing from my nest.
Survival is a painful experience, I wish I had perished to the past, too."
The Yen Royal Family (before and after the war)
Queen "Solari" Yen
Prince Consort "Kiran" Yen (deceased)
Princess Amaris Yen
Princess Serena Yen
Prince Nevan Yen
Princess "Lily" Yen (deceased)
Prince Oliver Yen
Prince "Chaos" Yen
"With the multiple tragic outcomes for the Yen family, Princess Amaris is expected to depart from her former home in Lumina to fill the empty throne left by Princess Lily, in Luften. The same is told for Prince Chaos, the youngest, about his father's previous role as the prince of Ild. The queen has refused to give further explanations."
“If only I’d known you’d prove such an apt pupil.” His voice was genuinely admiring, almost surprised. To my horror, I found that pathetic orphaned part of me taking pleasure in his praise. “Why come to me now?” he asked. “Has it taken you this long to recover from our skirmish?”
If that had been a mere skirmish, then we really were lost. No, I told myself. He’d chosen that word deliberately, to intimidate me.
I ignored his question and said, “I didn’t expect compliments.”
“No?”
“I left you buried beneath a pile of rubble.”
“And if I told you I respect your ruthlessness?”
“I don’t think I’d believe you.”
The barest smile touched his lips. “An apt pupil,” he repeated
In this endless darkness,
You are my light.
You are my support in this rough storm.
All of the paths of this world
Let’s walk on together
Every moment, with you.