Chapter Five
Ivy picked her way slowly through the forest, leaning on her crutch, a basket of food hooked over her left arm. Beside her, very subdued, walked the roebuck. “Mother saved the life of a Faerie child. In return, she was granted wishes, and one of them was that we—Hazel and Larkspur and I—would each receive a Faerie wish on our next birthdays. Your father knows. He swore us to secrecy.” Ivy bit her lip, and glanced at the roebuck. “Did he tell you? Do you remember?”
Hugh dipped his head in a nod.
Ivy released her breath in a sigh and ducked under a low-reaching branch. “For her wish, Hazel chose to be able to find people and things, and Larkspur . . . Larkspur is wary of marriage. Mother was crippled because Father beat her, and it was Father who broke my leg, and Larkspur’s
