The Mother Quest [Darkover series]
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by Diana L. Paxson
Category: Fantasy/Science Fiction
Description: It was bad enough that Renunciate law required Caitrin to give her son to his father to raise. But when he was kidnapped and everyone but his half-sister Kiera Ridenow thought him dead, it was the start of the strangest journey of Caitrin's life.
eBook Publisher: Marion Zimmer Bradley Literary Works Trust, 1985 Free Amazons of Darkover
eBookwise Release Date: October 2007
30 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [36 KB]
Reading time: 20-28 min.
Caitrin--are you in there? You have a visitor!"
Caitrin jumped, stared stupidly at the awl she held in her hand and carefully set it down on the leather pack harness she had brought to her room to repair. Stelle would scold her for pampering her grief this way.
"Yes--I'm here." She fought to pull herself together. Her sisters in the Guild House were already worried about her--she must not give them greater cause. It was only that it had been so hard to concentrate since they told her about Donal....
Caitrin closed her eyes, as if that could hide her last memory of him, silent tears running down his chubby four-year-old's cheeks as the door of his father's house closed between them. My baby, she thought, I should never have let you go!
"Well, are you coming down? It's a lady, with lots of fur on her cloak and copper clasps." Tani's voice squeaked with wonder. "She says you know her, but she wouldn't give her name."
Caitrin felt something constrict within her. "A Ridenow?"
She could hardly speak the word.
"Could be--" Tani said cheerfully. "The man who escorted her here is wearing green and gold livery, and she has ginger hair."
Caitrin took a deep breath. "Tell her I'll be right down." She heard the girl's footsteps receding down the hall and thought it was just as well that Tani had brought her the message. Caitrin did not think she could face one of the older women of the house who knew what it was to lose a child; not now, when she had to confront a visitor who was one of her child's noble kin.