Alred will still
“I love you two ninnies,” Alred whispered.
“We love you, too!” Britamund squeaked, too stunned to give anything more than the automatic reply. Then she understood the import of the occasion and squealed, “Dunstan!”
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Dunstan makes a sad attempt
Britamund entered as quietly as she could, hoping to find Alred awake and Dunstan asleep, but she found the contrary, as she had feared.
Affrais finds nothing
Affrais had heard it all by this time. If the Duchess had not been seen in days it was because she had clawed her face to tatters, or because her baby had dropped out of her, or because she was gibbering with madness, or simply because she was dead, having either taken her own life or been killed by the Duke before he had turned his sword against himself in despair.
Imin pours the poison in
Lasim was a frail and fretful little elf, and his young mother had more trouble with him alone than her sister did with her several children. Bedtime was a nightly battle. Only his grandfather knew the sure trick for calming him: it sufficed to sing.
Hila sees the most high
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“Yes, Surr!” the dark-haired elf laughed. “Tell us! Take us to Lord Lar! Do!”
He was beautiful, as Hila’s beloved horses were beautiful: tall, fine-boned, and sleek. He even had a forelock that the wind tossed—the one untidy part of him—crowning his perfection and proving him untamed. He was very nearly the most beautiful living creature Hila had ever seen.
Mash finds himself on the wrong side
Surr snapped his fingers once, making a low pop that might have sounded like a twig breaking at a distance, but from up close was clearly produced by a hand. All four boys stopped as one and turned their faces into the wind, like young stags.
Leofric tries to pass a message
Drage scrambled up from the rug and squealed, “Old Papa! You’re back!”
Leofric stooped down and opened his arms to make himself an ideal target for the inevitable collision.
Matthew is disappointed
No ray of divine light had ever illuminated Father Matthew’s world, however briefly. Neither great and strong wind nor still small voice had ever spoken to him; no bush had ever burned along his path; and not a single angel had ever come to dance upon the head of his proffered pin.
Alred sees no poetry
Her own deathbed had always been a favorite fantasy of Gwynn’s, her father knew, even when she had been so small that “Prince” Britamund had been a satisfactory hero for her pretendings.
Madra asks a question
Surprising though she would have found it if she had known, Ris was not disappointed to find his wife awake when he returned. If Madra was still awake, she could not think it so very late.
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Robert sighed and shook his head. It was like Leofric to come back from the dead to break the law.
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