My mother had enough magic to give me three blessings before she died, I said, and he instinctively bent in to hear it. The first was wit; the second beauty, and the third—that fools should recognize neither.
Naomi Novik
My mother had enough magic to give me three blessings before she died, I said, and he instinctively bent in to hear it. The first was wit; the second beauty, and the third—that fools should recognize neither.