Son of the Shadows (Sevenwaters #2)

by Juliet Marillier

That can be the worst, as fear bites deep at the vitals, and seizes the heart with chill fingers. The mind can make strange and terrible pictures, while you are waiting.

The greatest tales, well told, awaken the fears and longings of the listeners. Each man hears a different story. Each is touched by it according to his inner self. The words go to the ear, but the true message travels straight to the spirit.’

‘I wish I could dry these tears,’ I said softly. ‘I wish I could make this better for you. But I don’t know how.’

I hold my mother’s love in my hand here, and know love endures, beyond death. That a heart once given is given for ever.’