" She was praying. There she was, that sky-blue dress a cloud about her, her face buried in her hands, her eyes tightly shut. She knelt behind a row of chairs—invisible from any door in the room. What humility. What incredible devotion. Kethin’s heart pounded, something in his spirit softening. Something was right here. She knew Adon Olam. And she wasn’t afraid to talk with Him anywhere at any moment of the day. "
― Erika Mathews , Romance’s Rest (Truth from Taerna, #6)