" There were battles ahead, dangers she and Hanne would have to face. What they were attempting was audacious, maybe impossible, but somehow she knew they would manage it. Nina rested her cheek against Hanne’s. She’d honored Matthias, and this path, somewhere between revenge and redemption, was the right one. My place is with the wolves.
Nina sat up straight. “Hanne, what do I call you now? Rasmus?”
Hanne shuddered. “I can’t stand that. We’ll have to choose a new name. A Saint’s name. To honor the prince’s newfound faith in the Children of Djel.”
“All Saints, you’re a quick learner. That’s a politician’s move.”
“But we have to pick a good one.”
“How about Demyan? Or Ilya? He was famous. And he changed the world.”
Her prince smiled. “I don’t know the story.”
“I’ll tell it to you,” Nina said. Outside, night was falling and the sky was full of stars. “I’ll tell you a thousand stories, my love. We’ll write the new endings, one by one. "

― Leigh Bardugo , Rule of Wolves (King of Scars, #2)