" When we broke apart, I leaned against Amar’s chest and I listened. I listened to his heart, to the world outside folding away the shadows. I listened to the absence of my mother’s necklace from my throat, wondering whether the sapphire was now cool against Gauri’s neck. I listened as the seams of the earth absorbed its wounds, to the light falling thickly over the ruined Night Bazaar. I knew there were a thousand tasks left to complete. Markets to rebuild, a tapestry in need of tending…but for a moment, I concentrated on the sound of Amar’s heart and the feel of our fingers entwined.
I was free.
I was whole.
I was Queen of Naraka. "

― Roshani Chokshi , The Star-Touched Queen (The Star-Touched Queen, #1)