Chapter Forty-Two
Ready For Home
That night as they gathered for the evening meal, the tang of frying krale did little to disguise the pervasive, nutty smell. Tam was doing his best with meager supplies, but Andel was sure that once they got home she would never be able to face little attar again.
The mood inside the marquee was strangely disjointed. Andel waved as Sari looked up from an intense ashut game between Cobar, the reigning champion, and Nachiel, his most ardent contender. The match had attracted quite an audience. Firelight and crystal globes illuminated tired faces, some anxious and others excited by the prospect of their homeward journey and the end of their three-year separation from the Realm. Veils were thin and emotions were high, as if the cusp between worlds had erode
