Aelin
As she was hauled to whatever awaited outside of this iron coffin, she tried not to think of the fact that she could hear Rowan calling out for her through the carranam bond, she tried to send a pulse back to him, she didn't know if it had made it through, but she could hope and pray that the gods above gave her that small mercy. She had known she was on borrowed time, but she was grateful that her borrowed time could be used to protect those she loved. The only thing she could do now was wait, maybe Meave would get bored eventually of whatever torture she had planned for her. She would not be afraid, she would not yield and there was no way in rutting hell she would let this bitch win, she would destroy Maeve from her coffin in any way she could, after Maeve had so grandly announced her practical alliance with Erawan, Aelin had been thinking through every possible route to bring her down, if only to save the people of the fae realms let alone the rest of Erilea. As the coffin rocked her on her ravaged back she promised to herself she would find a way back to her husband and her court, no matter how long it took, she knew Manon would guard the keys, that Dorian would fight for Adarlan, that her cousin would protect Terrasen, that Lysandra would play her role as promised and she hoped that her husband, her mate would do what he vowed to do and stand strong. she sent prayer after prayer to Mala, to Annieth, to Deanna to any god that would listen to save her court and her world. Yes, her body was beaten and broken, her back mere bone and flesh, her magic was spent, but she would not allow her world to fall and she would fight to her last breath against Meave and her cadre, she knew Fenrys was with them meaning she at least had a chance against Cairn and his sadistic ministration. She was Aelin Ashryver Galathynius and she would not be afraid.