I threw myself into that fire, threw myself into it, into him, and let myself burn.

A few fires flickered, plumes of dark smoke marring the ruby sky.

She wouldn't ask. Didn't want to know what manner of thing might crawl toward a fire.

Draped with iron, encased in it, she slept. Dreamed. Drifted through seas, through darkness, through fire. A princess of nothing. Nameless.

Fireheart, her mother had called her.Not for her power. The name had never once been about her power.