Orsa
Sakina organised her lieutenants while Eli and his brothers readied themselves.
“I can come,” Leela insisted.
“No, my jün. Stay with our children,” Eli murmured, kissing her forehead.
“But you may need a mystic,” she insisted.
“Which is why I am going,” Mama countered.
Knowing she was beaten, she looked at me.
“Don’t look at me, Leela. I’m with them,” I replied, shrugging.
Sakina was tense, her jaw clenching. We were a party of fifteen, Conin joining us with his best men. More would follow us as reinforcements to stand at the edge of the cliff in case we needed them. But we needed to move fast.
“Where the f*ck is Masi?” she shouted at Fibi.
“I’m here, General,” she called, coming up behind Fibi and Evet, panting.
I didn’t blame her, Sakina was terrifying at that mo
