Hild (The Hild Sequence, #1)

by Nicola Griffith

She frowned. She wasn’t frightened. She was three;

“So, cousin, you’ve done a fine job by these young ones these years. But a boy needs a father.” “I don’t know his father. I was prettier then, and not minded to keep track. As you yourself know. Cousin.”

hoe phase even then

“These are mine. But you shall borrow them again. Tomorrow. Tomorrow when we come back to dig your hole.”

Dude she finessed him so good lmao

Hild did what she always did when she couldn’t influence a thing; she stopped thinking about it.