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Miri took genuine comfort in studying Mathematics that day. She could sort numbers into two simple ideas: true and not true.
Miri repeated herself. ‘We claim Britta as our own. She no longer belongs to Lonway or her dishonourable father. A person belongs to those she loves and those who love her back. She belongs to us. And she did not steal from us the right to be princess.’ Miri made eye contact with the other Eskelites around her to include them in her words, and then turned back to again face the man with the pistol. ‘We gave it to her.’
‘Peder, I like you better than anyone I’ve ever known. One day I want to have a house with you. I want to teach in the village school and gather the stories of Mount Eskel and then come home to you in the evening and see what you’ve carved and talk about the day. In other words, I want to marry you, Peder. Eventually. In the meantime, I promise to be faithful, to always tell you the truth, and to share my heart with you alone. Will you accept my betrothal?’
