“Jolene errs. Too many stole for food, or became Abs so the food allotment for the remaining Tris would be larger. All of Thalia needs to start over after years of repression. The thieves will steal again and Ayran will still have cheap labor.” The Tri spectators cheered their approval. The Abs remained silent.
Betta spoke again. “Betron, how do ye speak?”
“There tis nay need to discuss this,” said Brenda, Maca of Betron, Betta's own first birthed. “I vote now. Free all House and Tris who became Abs. My laddie returns to House this evening.” She glared at Betta.
Betta smiled at her daughter and wondered how Brenda had kenned to be here. She had refused to attend since Benji had been condemned. Betta suspected the House of Don somehow had sent her word of the new treaty.
“Don, what say
