There is no greater warrior than a mother protecting her child. - N. K. Jemisin

“We will continue to serve you, Lady, whether you’re here or not. What prayers shall we say for you at the dawn and twilight hour?”
She threw me an odd look, as if checking to see if I was joking. I wasn’t This seemed to surprise and unnerve her; she laughed, though it sounded a bit forced.
“Say whatever you want,” she said finally. “Someone might be listening, but it won’t be me. I have better things to do.”
She vanished.

My people didn’t use mysterious powers to track you; we used deduction. Much more reliable.

But though I repeated my plea, and waited on my knees for nearly an hour, there was no answer.