I have made a sacrifice greater than any mother should suffer. My heart holds little love yet for my husband, and his fall affects me little. It is each time one of my sons is killed that I grieve.
I should not say I favor one over the other; all parents lie and say they love each the same. But there were some who liked their father better, and some who spent their times of freedom with me. My littlest ones should have stayed; I blame their going on some dark words he surely spoke unto them to think them traitor if they did not follow. No matter; they are back with me now. Now we wait for Makalaure to return, and hope he does.
Author's Chapter Notes:
Nerdanel; re: her sons