from around here, so the elders and all their rules donât worry her. She grew up in Nan Tocha.â
âOne of the mining tribes,â Tamlyn commented. âItâs dangerous work, they tell me.â
I knew that more than he realised. âMy grandfather was killed in a cave-in. Birdie took me there after he died so Iâd get to know her family. I have a dozen cousins who showed me all over the mountains and even down one of the mines.â
It had been the most frightening hour of my life; firstly climbing down into darkness, and then, of course, theyâd played tricks, leaving me stranded in the pitch-black and hooting ghostly noises until I begged them to rescue me.
I was suddenly aware of how much Iâd been talking while he stayed mostly silent.
âWhat about your family and Nerigoldâs?â I asked. âShe hasnât told me much at all.â
âAnd she wonât, Silvermay.â
âWell, maybe you canât tell me who they are, but you can still tell me what theyâre like. Your parents, for starters.â
Tamlyn thought about this for a long time; so long, in fact, I had to prod an answer out of him.
âThey canât be very nice if theyâve banished you like this. Were they always so harsh? I mean, they must have loved you as a boy.â
âHarsh,â Tamlyn repeated in a murmur. âYes, thatâs a good word for them. As for love, I donât know.â
That sounded ridiculous to me. âHow can you notknow if you were loved or not? When parents yell at you theyâre angry and when they hold you close, thatâs love.â
The moonlight lit up a face that had once more become deeply serious. âNot everyone has a family like yours,â he said with such sadness it was painful to hear him. âAnd not every heart can feel love as easily as you say. All the world should have a heart like yours, Silvermay.â
And he went back to his lonely vigil with his back against the wall.
If sleep had been out of reach before I ventured into the night air, afterwards it fled to another kingdom. We had stood beneath the moon and spoken of love. Not a love between him and me; of course not. I wasnât pretending for a moment that we had. But even to say the word out loud to any man was a first for me, and, no matter how I told myself otherwise, there had been an intimacy in the things weâd said that seemed stronger than any of the girlish dreams Iâd painted inside my head since he arrived in the village.
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Nerigold was feeling better in the morning. âYour mother says I should walk in the sun for a bit. Will you show me around the village? All Iâve seen so far is the inside of this cottage.â
âNot much to see,â I answered, but that wasnât the point.
She blinked and shaded her eyes when we first emerged into the light, then forged ahead to make the most of it. I could see her responding more to the sunâs warmth with every minute and, by the time weâd reached the high road near the inn, she felt strong enough to take Lucien from my arms.
âOomph! He gets heavier every time I hold him,â she said.
Somehow weâd arrived at the Hollyoaksâ, where Tamlyn was fixing yet another roof. Fancy that!
âGood to see you out in the sun,â he called to Nerigold.
âA few more days and Iâll climb up to help you finish the job.â
That wasnât very likely but it was good to hear her so cheerful.
âI could do with the help. And the view is worth the climb. Silvermay,â he called, catching me by surprise, âyou should come up and see it.â
âNo, donât be ridiculous.â
âOh, come on. Who was telling me sheâs the boy in her family?â
I glanced sideways to see what Nerigold made of this. She seemed to be enjoying my discomfort and didnât ask what Tamlyn was talking about.
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Julie Tetel Andresen, Phillip M. Carter