Ishar's Keep stood empty. The guards who served her more out of greed and fear than any sense of true loyalty had long since fled. And thanks to a grateful Council of Lords, the keep as well as all of Ishar's lands were now Rinn's to do with as he pleased.
Part of him wanted to raze the building to the ground, tear it to its very foundations after all that Ishar had done, but he resisted until he had had more time to think things through. He knew he could never bring himself to live there though.
Since her release, Jessa had grown stronger, her eyes brighter with each passing day. Word of events was already spreading like wildfire and Rinn found himself treated as a hero by the local people and somehow it felt awkward - he'd only done what he had to.
His own bruises were starting to fade and his cuts beginning to heal.
And today, his family was laid to rest.
He had them buried beneath a tree on their lands, one he remembered climbing as his father watched over him from below, his mother scolding both of them because it was too dangerous...
He knelt by the stone memorial, finishing the last of his silent prayers with Jessa by his side. He thought it would make him feel better, but it didn't very much. Only the comfort in knowing that they would rest in peace served to soften his saddened heart.
What now? he thought to himself. No home, no family. There was nothing to keep me here anymore, except...
"Jessa," he asked, looking up at her. "What will you do now?"
The young seer pondered this question a moment. "There is another Temple of Oracles in Tarise," she said. "I could go there to continue my training."
"But," she continued after a moment, "That can wait. I don't think I'm ready to go back to study. I think... I want to stay in the sun a little while longer. It's nice here... What about you? What will you do now?"
"I... don't know. You probably know better than me."
She smiled in spite of herself.
"What is it?" he asked.
"I can't see anything for you."
"A seer can never see her own fate, remember?"
Rinn thought about this a moment, and found himself smiling as well.
Perhaps he would rebuild the family home. There were plenty of lands to watch over and take care of now, he couldn't just trust that to anyone. In fact, there were a million reasons he could think of to stay now...
He almost laughed at himself. Jessa was right: good or bad, sometimes fate needs a little nudge.