Grace survives. Faith survives. The families burn. What nobody accounts for is Y/N — the third MacCaullay sibling, dragged into the nightmare alongside their sisters and killed in the chaos at the bottom of that hole, Titus Danforth's body cold beside them. But Mr. Le Bail's contracts don't care about who's breathing. At dawn, two corpses lie with their hands resting against the Head of the Table's ring — and the ancient bylaws of the council don't leave room for interpretation. The ring passed. The contract bound. By every rule Mr. Le Bail ever wrote, Y/N and Titus are the new heads of the council. And they are, technically, married. Although there's no council anymore. Y/N wakes up with dirt in their lungs and a dead man's husband on their left, a fraction of an explanation by The Lawyer "your souls are bounded to one another, no metter how many times you two kill eachother you will always crawl out back together, Thank Mr. Le Bail for your honeymoon gift."