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The Mother Confessor patted the stone step beside her. 'Abigail, sit up here beside me. Let me tell you about the man in there.'

'About the age of your daughter,' Delora said.

'Yes,' Abby said, 'he is very talented at being the wind of death.'

The Mother Confessor patted the stone step beside her. 'Abigail, sit up here beside me. Let me tell you about the man in there.'

She fell to hysterical wailing again, and the Mother Confessor once again drew her into comforting arms. Comfort was not what Abby wanted.

'I understand why you feel that way, Abigail,' the Mother Confessor said, 'but it is not true.'

'I understand why you feel that way, Abigail,' the Mother Confessor said, 'but it is not true.'

'Delora understands,' the Mother Confessor said, gesturing towards the sorceress. 'She has a daughter of ten years, and a son, too.'

'I sometimes minded Zeddicus when he was but a toddler and (was still coming into womanhood.' The Mother Confessor gazed off with a wistful smile. 'I swatted his bottom when he misbehaved, and later twisted his ear to make him sit at a lesson. He was mischief on two legs, driven not by guile but by curiosity. He grew into a fine man.

T, too, have a daughter,' the Mother Confessor said. 'She is twelve. Delora and I both understand your pain. So does the First Wizard.'

'Delora understands,' the Mother Confessor said, gesturing towards the sorceress. 'She has a daughter of ten years, and a son, too.'

Abby swallowed. 'I see.'

'How can you say that My husband will die. My father, too, but he has had a chance to live a life. My baby hasn't'

'Just listen.'

'You have just the one child?' the sorceress asked.

The Mother Confessor smiled a small smile. She tapped her chest. 'Among ourselves, those of us who really know him call him the trickster, The trickster is the name he has truly earned. We named him the wind of death for others to hear, so as to strike terror into the hearts of the enemy. Some people on our side take that name to heart. Perhaps, since your mother was gifted, you can understand how people sometimes unreasonably fear those with magic?'

'Yes,' Abby said, 'he is very talented at being the wind of death.'

Abby's fists tightened. 'He couldn't'

'I understand why you feel that way, Abigail,' the Mother Confessor said, 'but it is not true.'

But she did. 'If you had -'

'You have just the one child?' the sorceress asked.

Abby's curiosity got the best of her. 'How old is she?'

But she did. 'If you had -'

'Delora understands,' the Mother Confessor said, gesturing towards the sorceress. 'She has a daughter of ten years, and a son, too.'

'Just listen.'

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