led him into the kitchen where his younger sister, Lia, played with her favorite white doll. “Why don’t you rest with your sister, she’s been worried about you.” “Why was I so stupid?” His voice cracked and he placed his hands over his head. He felt somehow that he was to blame for the way Father acted since Xhan’s death. Father was right, if he was more careful, Mara would never have been injured by the boar. His mother sat next to him and he told her what had happened in the swamplands. Lia squeezed his hand. “Mara will be all right…I just know it.” His sister was so delicate and feminine,
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