That night, Mia couldn’t sleep. She kept waking up every hour, her mind buzzing with a million different questions and concerns. As Korum had explained, the trip to Krina would serve two purposes: to undo Saret’s procedure and to present Mia’s case in front of the Elders. “They want to meet you,” he had said, shocking Mia into silence.
A large warm body pressed against her back, startling her out of her musings. “You’re awake again,” Korum murmured, pulling her into his arms. “Why aren’t you sleeping, my darling?”
“Why do the Elders want this?” Mia couldn’t stop thinking about it. “Why do they want to see us? I thought they were like your gods or something. What could they want with me and my family?”
Korum sighed, and she felt the movement of his chest. “They’re not gods. They’re Krina
