I think it's the little kid in me that never grew up, but I love stories like this. First thoughts of Tiarn, I love him and that boy can have me follow him anywhere, "I'll find you." He took a long, deep breath through his flaring nostrils. "I could pick up your scent anywhere." I also love his playfulness in serious situations, "Two against one," he muttered. "Well boys those odds hardly seem fair. Why not wait until a few more of your comrades arrive. So you have at least a sporting chance at victory." Morrigan and Tiarn truly do have the most fascinating conversations:
"It's not a big deal. I just like to draw. Don't you have any hobbies?"
He cocked his head, confused. "What would I do with a hobbit? They are really quite obnoxious."
Not to mention the attitude Morrigan gets when she's pissed, I know it's mean of me to say but it's really entertaining, "Oh, I understand it all right. Your precious freedom was all that you cared about! I was just collateral damage." Honestly what's not to love about this book?
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