Rise of the Frozen Sovereign
"You’re still here. And you look almost alive."
Aiden stared at his hand. It was steady. It was warm. And he felt utterly, terrifyingly hollow. "I killed it," he whispered, staring at his palm. "Whatever that was—that memory, that experience—I burned it."
"Better them than us," Vane said, turning his back to prepare his gear. "We move in ten minutes. The path to Oakhaven is clear of patrols for now, but the wind is shifting. I can smell the city’s exhaust. It’s an ugly place, full of smog and secrets, but it’s the only place we can hide. Keep your hood up. If you start freezing again, find a stray dog or a thick piece of coal. Do whatever you have to do."