AYLETH
Etan's mother regarded them all boldly. "We are, all of us, about to walk into what is perhaps the most difficult events that have faced Summitras. At the same time… I cannot explain it, Etan, but I believe you. I believe in you. Both of you. If you are willing to risk this together…"
"Peace, mother," Etan said, his hand tightening on Ayleth's. "I know it seems impossible, but the Father… we want peace. Between our families. Our Kingdoms. Our people. We can bring harmony, I'm certain of it."
His mother's brows rose with every word he spoke, but when he finished, she smiled, shaking her head.
"Never let it be said my son does not dream big," she said breathlessly.
"Mother—"
