In the warden's place lay a folded letter, old and singed.
Kael opened it and read aloud:
"To Kael, should you ever find this… know that I never meant for things to become what they did."
"We were brothers. But the empire twisted me, as it did so many. I'll wait at the tower of Embers. Come—if you still believe in redemption."
—Varyn.
Kael clenched the letter. "Redemption… or death. Either way, it ends soon."
Eira touched his shoulder. "We go together."
Ashenfang roared toward the horizon.
The Tower of Embers awaited.