Bab 104: Questions

ELRETH

"I have a question," one of the younger elders said, a middle-aged Equine. She had deep, red-brown hair, so thick her braid was the width of Elreth's wrist.

Aaryn nodded and Elreth wondered why she felt nervous. She knew he meant it when he said he wanted to bring his pseudo-tribe into unity with the others. But… deep down she feared there was something he hadn't told her and that it would come out today.

As Huncer took her seat, he Equine stood, clasped her hands at her waist, and fixed Aaryn with a penetrating gaze. "Who was the first to organize the disformed, and why did they not seek the throne's approval?"

Elreth opened her mouth, wanting to come to her mother's defense, but Aaryn answered faster.