Epilogue
In the center of a large tent sat Elainya with legs crossed and head bowed. Starlyn had resided in the same tent before she abandoned them. How little the high kheshlar knew still amazed Elainya. She should know by now that there would be nowhere to hide from the Ikchani. Soon, all of Calthoria would be ruled by them.
She pondered Starlyn’s presence. The kheshlar had a unique way of bringing people together, but she cared naught about women’s rights. Had all of her words been false? Besides that, had she been truly ill? Kheshlars were not supposed to grow ill. Many questioned her apparent weakness, but Elainya had been there, had seen the pain in Starlyn’s eyes.
The reason question remained—was Starlyn in league with the men in the south? She went through an awful lot of
