Zara
Zara“They will not let us within,” Eela said.
We walked down a grand hallway in some fancy building. Just outside were a group of tents, and outside those tents stood dozens of armed guards.
Inside the building, which would put any stone castle on Earth to shame, there wasn’t anyone around, and I had to assume everyone was in the meeting. I didn’t know where we were because I’d only been in the transport station and then in Isaak’s house for the duration of my time on Trion. We were obviously in a town, a desert town where Isaak’s dad was the head guy. They called them Councilors. Bertok was one for his area. Perhaps like governors or presidents of different parts of the planet.
Now wasn’t time to have a civics lesson about the place, but I didn’t understand Eela’s statement.
“Wh
