"Did anyone else see her?"
He shook his... "Did anyone else see her?"
He shook his head
They looked at each other in silenceShe was amazed at how calm she was, how steady her hands were upon the comforterAnd in that silence a truth came home to her, one she had probably known for a long time"You have only been staying for me, in any case," she saidHe had seen a riselka"You knew?"
"Yes," she lied
"I'm sorry," he said, looking at herBut she knew that this would be easier for him if she were able to hide how new and deathly cold this actually was for herA gift; perhaps the
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"Don't be sorry," she murmured, her hands lying still, where he could see them Truly, she did, though her heart was a wounded thing, a bird with one wing only, fluttering in small circles to the groundIt was an enormous, frightening thing, she knew
"She makes it clear," he went on earnestly"The fork of the prophecyThat I have to go away She saw the love for her in his eyesShe willed herself to be strong enoughStrong enough to help him go away from herOh, my brother, she was thinkingAnd will you leave me
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She said, "I know she makes it clear, BaerdI know you have to leaveIt will be marked on the lines of your palmThis was harder than she could ever have imaginedShe said, "Where will you go?" My love, she added, but not aloud, only inside, in her heart
"I've thought about that," he saidHe sat up straighter nowShe could see him taking strength from her calmShe clung to that with everything she had
"I'm going to look for the Prince
"What, Alessan? We don't even know if he's alive," she said in spite of herself
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"He's fifteen years old," she saidCould not stop herself from sayingAnd so are you, she thoughtBaerd, where did our childhood go?
By candlelight his dark eyes were not those of a boy"I don't think age matters," he said"This is not going to be a quick or an easy thing, if it can ever be done at allHe will be older than fifteen when the time
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"So will you," she said
"And so will you," Baerd echoed"Oh, Dia, what will you do?" No one else but her father ever called her thatStupidly it was the name that nearly broke her control"I don't know," she said honestlyThere is money for a while yet if I'm careful She saw his stricken look and moved to quell it"You are not to worry about it, BaerdListen to me: you have just seen a riselka! Will you fight your fate to clear rubble in this city for the rest of your days? No one has easy choices anymore, and mine will not be as hard as
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