“How did you find me? The heartstone? he says. I look into his eyes. His silver moonlight eyes. The still calmwater heart of him. I don’t need no stone to find you. I’d find you anywhere, I says.” — Moira Young Copy Share Image
“I suppose we should send someone to make sure the queen does not come to the wall also,” the king jested. “I would say that it is too late for that, my lord,” a feminine voice answered from the group… — Alex George Copy Share Image
