“On the road to Nasïlia, east of Sernos. You were accompanied by this young lieutenant.”
“Was that you?”
“Notenor, at your service.”
He bowed and took her hand on which he placed a kiss.
“I see that you finally opted for civilization, the true one,” she said, straightening up.”
Strangely, Deirane felt compelled to defend her country.
“We aren’t barbarians, we have a civilization.”
The Gem must have been amused by this idea, because he curled his lips into what looked like a smile.
“Let me guess. The people of your village didn't accept your difference and drove you out.”
“That's about it," she replied. “They wanted to make me pay for the death of a young man.”
“Barbarity. When we Gems kill, it is for the real reason. And our vengeance pursues the real person culprit, not a scapeg
