Chapter Nineteen'Eyota.' Chumani kept her distance, still treating her with great respect. 'Eyota, it is time.'
Melcorka sat up on the pile of rugs. She looked around, dazed, wishing she could sleep for another hour at least. At this time of the morning she was at her lowest; irritable, tired and more depressed than she had felt for a long time. Why did she not just say that she was Melcorka, not Eyota, and allow these people to fight their own war? After all, she was not much older than Chumani; an island girl caught up in affairs that were well beyond her ken.
'Because you are needed! Now go and do your duty!' Bearnas voice was clear and crisp inside her head.
'Yes, Mother,' she replied automatically and rose. If duty meant death, then that was an end to all her troubles.
'Eyota?' Ch
