Ertzel:
Ertzel clung to her mother with one arm, her other around the smaller children. "Are we going to be all right Mama? What happens now? Why did someone attack the village? Did we do something wrong?"
Liadan tried to smooth back Ertzel's hair- but it was as wild as her own. "We did nothing wrong, those who attacked us were momzers- they have no reason for doing what they did... But we are going to be all right. We are safe here. We just have to stick together." Liadan wished Aron was sober right now, the children needed their father, not just her.