‘I had to lie, to keep her mine! The child is mine, not a Farseer heir!’ I cried out desperately. ‘Mine and Molly’s. A child to grow and love, not a tool for a kingmaker. And Molly must not hear I am alive from any save me! Starling, how could you have done this to me? Why was I such an idiot, why did I talk of such things at all to anyone?’
