Chapter ElevenFrom atop a commanding hill overlooking a broad flat area just north of the village, Kelia beheld the sea of Ixtrayu faces looking curiously up at her. Over two hundred of her sisters, whom she'd yet to inform about all the recent strange goings-on, had gathered to hear her speak.
The Council, draped in their ceremonial white robes, flanked her on one side while Maeve and Davin stood directly behind her. Maeve was clad in the same simple black sleeveless top and brown pants she wore on the day they met. Several of her intricate bird tattoos shone in the morning sun against her pale skin, and her brilliant purple hair looked majestic as it blew in the light breeze. Davin, wearing the white shirt and dark blue pants he had arrived in, looked more nervous than Kelia had ever se
