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325 pages, Hardcover
First published April 22, 2014
I wanted answers now. � “Let me pass, I cried, trying to shove my way between them. ... “Mother! Mother!�
“Maeve, stop acting like a wild thing and go.� Mother’s voice was tense and strained. “This doesn’t concern you.�
“It’s about father. It does�
“Maeve, I’ve told you not to trouble your mind with this. It’s my place to handle it.�
“And what’s mine?� I would not shout at him. I would not give him the chance to claim I had no more control over my temper than a cranky child. “To sit and sew?�
“That,� he said lightly, “and to go on as you’ve been with our visitors, my spark. � Keep the peace for me.�
“What are you doing here?� I demanded. He didn’t deserve such a hostile reaction, but his unexpected presence had spoiled my plans to enjoy solitude. I wasn’t thinking about fairnss, only: This is my place, my special hideaway, mine! He has no right to come here uninvited, with or without those nasty beasts.
“Father, I tell you, it was an accident. I didn’t—�
I pleaded my case, insisting that the wild chariot ride was nothing I’d planned, not mischief but mischance. I begged Fechin to defend me�
”You know she’s carrying twins again, and that can mean difficulties, especially for a woman of her age. � [T]hey’re punier than other infants, sometimes too small to live.�
I shivered to hear the midwife pronounce that dark hint of unthinkable possibilities. “Please don’t say such things,� I told her. “It sounds too much like ill-wishing.� Cera glared at me for that.
Mother took my hands. “Dear Maeve, Cera...didn’t soothe me with falsehoods but gave me the hard truth, so I’d be prepared.�
�Some people value honesty,� the midwife snapped.
“I’m sorry I offended you, Cera,� I said. “I do appreciate the truth.�
She cocked one eyebrow at me. “If you say so, Princess.�
What does she mean by that? I wondered.
“Lady Clothru will only stay with us until after Samhain’s past and she’s complied with the High King’s wishes.�
“H…w?�
“That she fulfill his role at the rites.�
“But he promised that honor to me!�
Jolted, I cried out too loudly. I lowered my voice…and repeated, “He promised it to me. I earned it. � There must be some mistake.�
Lady Ide cradled my face in her cool hands the way Mother sometimes did. “I’m sorry, dearest Maeve…I was sure you already knew he’d changed his mind about your part in the rites.�
“Why would he bother to tell me? He gives and he takes away, with cause or on a whim. Nothing’s changed since the day he let me think he’d give me Dubh but never did.�
“Maeve, you mustn’t be upset—�
“I’m not,� I said, and was surprised to realize this was true. I was strangely calm after learning how father had taken back the honor he’d given to me.
“Do you hate learning your future duties so much?� [Mother] demanded. “Or do you simply have no respect me?�
I wanted to tell her what was wrong. I wanted to say, “Men are looking at me all the time. Men are talking to me, And I don’t like it.� But I couldn’t. When I put my feelings into words while alone, they sounded stupid. [p. 20]
And somehow, in the middle of so much joy, I vanished. � [I] braced myself for renewed assaults of courtship. These never happened. � It was a kind of freedom, becoming unimportant,--the wrong kind. [pp. 262-4]
Bog land and forest, streams and ponds, deer paths and grazing fields for cattle, all of these became my realm.
“That’s a sensible reason for me to spend the day with a mob of…giggling girls.�