Chapter 20
“A time for war and a time for peace.”
~Human Bible, the Word of the Creator of humankind.
Fane held Jacquelyn’s hand too tightly. He knew it, but he couldn’t loosen his grip. His posture was rigid, yet his legs shook. As soon as they’d arrived at the Keep, Jacque had taken care of their son's needs, Fane had rocked him to sleep, and then Gavril and Rachel had offered to keep him.
“He will be safe with us,” Gavril said. “You need to go to your parents. It won’t take the pain away, but it will give you a measure of peace.”
Fane and Jacque walked in silence down the stairs leading to the room where his parents had been laid for their temporary resting place. When they reached the door, Fane froze in front of it. His heart beat painfully in his chest, and his mouth was so dry
