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Cook lowered her rolling pin and craned her neck a bit to see who had spoken so plaintively. Unthinking, she moved nearer the door and pushed it open a little more with the tip of the rolling pin’s handle. She could see Tindomion, now. He looked as if the wind had all gone out of his sails and so sad that her heart went out to him.
‘Here, here,’ she said, sitting down on the bed beside him. One hand instinctively went to rub his back sympathetically, as she had done for her boys when they were in a cheerless, despairing mood. ‘It can’t be bad as all that, now can it? Tell me what’s happened and perhaps we can sort it out together.’
She looked up toward where Teluyaviel and Emlin were standing and motioned them out of the room . . .
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Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.
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