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1 " Kalmar nodded. " I'm sorry, Papa. I wasn't strong enough." " None of us are, lad. Me least of all." Esben smiled and took a rattling breath. " But it's weakness that the Maker turns to strength. Your fur is why you alone loved a dying cloven. You alone in all the world knew my need and ministered to my wounds." Esben pulled Kalmar closer and kissed him on the head. " And in my weakness, I alone know your need. Hear me, son. I loved you when you were born. I loved you when I wept in the Deeps of Throg. I loved you even as you sang the song that broke you. And I love you now in the glory of your humility. You're more fit to be the king than I ever was. Do you understand?" Kalmar shook his head.Esben smiled and shuddered with pain. " A good answer, my boy. Then do you believe that I love you?" " Yes, sir. I believe you." Kalmar buried his face in his father's fur." Remember that in the days to come. Nia, Janner, Leeli - help him to remember. "
2 " Podo and Leeli finally came back to where the others rested, and though her face still bore the weight of her sorrow, Janner could see that is sister was present. Her eyes didn't see stare into nothing. They saw the situation, grieved for it, and faced it. "
― Andrew Peterson , North! or Be Eaten (The Wingfeather Saga, #2)
