Stark And Fern Quotes

Francis wollte etwas erwidern, doch es war zwecklos. Der Blick seines Stiefvaters schweifte in die Ferne, vermutlich dachte er mal wieder an seine Kindheit, die ihn hart und stark gemacht hatte. Ein innerer Diavortrag mit den immergleichen Bildern.

bothers me that someone used my knife. I’ve backtracked that evening and decided I either dropped it while I was walking, though the pockets on my cloak are deep, and it would have been hard for something to fall out. Or someone took it from the booth.” He vehemently shook his head. “I have a hard time believing that. The booth is warded against such things.” My head told me the same thing. “I know, but I’m trying to cover all angles. Do you know who cast the spell over it that night?” “Jocelyn did.” I dropped my shoulders, feeling defeated. “She does have powerful magic that would be hard to break.” He nodded. “Though, now that you mention it, I do recall Fern telling me that a spell can be undone if a person knows how and has an equal or greater power than the witch who cast it.” I tilted my head to the side, happy for the branch that he’d extended that still gave me hope. “True. It’s not easy, but it can be done. The question is, who would want to do it?” He looked at me matter-of-factly. “Whoever wanted to kill Merry, I’d expect.” I snorted softly. I’d meant that who would want to do it…so that they could harm Merry. But whatever. “Okay then. You were at the booth all night. Did anyone get close enough that they could undo the spell?” He held up a gnarled pointer finger. “I did leave the booth at one point to use the restroom. Oriana covered