Fool's Errand (Tawny Man, #1)

by Robin Hobb

These days, it seemed neither young nor old to me, but a suspension between the two. I no longer had the excuse of callow youth, and I could not yet claim the eccentricities of age. In many ways, I was no longer sure what I thought of myself. Sometimes it seemed that my life was slowly disappearing behind me, fading like footprints in the rain,

“By your left hand, I’d say you’d had a sweet and true love in your short life. A love that ended only in your death. Yet here in your right hand, I see a love that wends its way in and out of all your many years. That faithful heart has been absent for a time, but is soon to return to you again.”

faithful heart............

Your one true love is stitched in and out and through your life. Love will return to you. Don’t doubt that.”

In one step, I caught him up. I enfolded him in my arms as the wolf gamboled about us like a puppy. “Oh, Fool,” I choked. “It cannot be you, yet it is. And I do not care how.”

this is the best thing to ever happen to me in my life