Chapter Thirty
The whispers in the crowd in front of Starlyn ceased and everyone became silent. She looked at the women, and they seemed to blend together as one. Eagles took flight, scattering across the ranks of Ikchani. There had to be dozens of them soaring through the air. It was midday, but the sun wasn’t hot in the air. Instead, clouds covered the sky above them. Everything seemed darkened by the sky and the weather was chill to the touch. The cold weather didn’t seem to bother the hundreds of thousands of Ikchani who wore no top. Starlyn shivered slightly.
“I have come to bid a request. I have learned your politics from as many as could teach me. There are great ideas within them, but there are also flaws. I have discussed these issues with the nobles, and some have been agreeabl
