I think I found the ending of this book satisfying for the wrong reasons. 

For a book I feel like I didn't enjoy much, I have a lot of opinions, more than I can share here.  Due to the abundance of those emotions, I'm forced to admit that this wasn't a bad read. Anything that produces such intense visceral feelings should be commended for that feat alone. But in reality and in practice, I was practically raging at this book while reading. I found Sciona to be the most annoying POV I've read in a minute. The mountains of hypocrisies, while obviously intentional, weighed on my reading experience. Combine that with the worst romance since Pocahontas, and we get my disdain. Plus, the magic system was slightly boring in its explanation and ultimately incredibly predictable. My only bright haven here was the themes. They might not have been executed to perfection, but the attempt has value.