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448 pages, Hardcover
First published June 27, 2017
“You have a fine voice. Remember that music is a noble charge, even a dangerous charge, because it can pierce a man’s heart when a spear or arrow cannot.”
“They have left us a world, but have they left us enough wisdom to protect it?”
“How could the priests say that death came as the great friend when instead it came like an army, taking what it wished and destroying peace even years after it had withdrawn?”
“With Sludig’s arrival, he felt as though a circle had closed and something was completed. The old friends, who had known each other since the days of the Storm King’s War, were quickly lost in reminiscence, talking of old terrors and of equally distant moments of joy and wonder. The beloved voices washed over him.”
“My people are saying that to meet an old friend is like the finding of a welcoming campfire in the dark… Just the sight of your face warms me, Simon.”
“People tell you what to do. You do your best, but you don’t always succeed. Then one day, you realize that you’re the one doing the telling.”
“Miriamele’s letter had made him think about their lost son—a grief no less painful for being familiar—but it had also reminded him of his own childhood, when the castle had seemed as big as the world and when nobody had paid much attention to the comings and goings of a mere kitchen boy. The memory gripped him and would not let go.”
“Making those errors may be the only way they will learn the lessons we did, my dear one… Certainly for all Morgenes or Rachel tried to teach me, it never quite made sense until I had ignored their good advice and done something impressively stupid instead.”
“In truth, ruling anything, let alone the largest kingdom in the history of Osten Ard, was a process of learning about and reacting to hundreds upon hundreds of small problems, some of which would quickly become larger problems if left unsolved, and then persisting with them until they had been solved or at least reduced from crisis to mere irritation.”
“The world was full of people quite certain they already knew the answer to every important question. The older Eolair got, the more he valued men—and women, too, most definitely—who thought for themselves, who asked questions, who were not satisfied with seemingly easy answers to difficult problems.”
“It is when we are apart that I most realize how fortunate we were to find each other, though all the world was against us.”

