Humans use that moment of vulnerability to pour into us, just as the stones would if we were born wild. Your feelings, your hopes and desires. Your role for us. Mount, weapon, power base. I was conscious of that somehow, where the others aren’t. That’s why I chose you, why I’ll always choose you, Pippin. You don’t seek to rule me, to tame me, to force me to ignore my fundamental instincts. We walk together in this world as two queens, not as a queen and her servant.
