Chapter Eight
That night the whole village met in the meeting lodge once more. It had been a very long time since two such meetings had taken place in so short a time frame. Beathan got there earlier that usually be the case for him. He did his best to sink into the background once inside the lodge. This meeting was of particular interest to him as it was about something he’d done. He needed to know what the thinking of Tristan and the other leaders was. They hadn’t come back to discuss things at Tristan’s hut earlier as Beathan had hoped. He’d lain in his hiding spot in the dirt for over an hour after everyone had been sent back to the village. Whatever Tristan, Ciaran and few other men of the troop discussed they did it out in the forest close to the body of the girl.
As he looked arou
