As they walked through the streets toward the stalls, Hadjar noticed how people’s attitudes toward them had changed. When they’d first come to Dahanatan, people had looked down on them with undisguised contempt and arrogance. Any ‘village prodigy’ would’ve been infuriated. Such disregard would’ve made them want to prove to the world around them, and to themselves as well, that they weren’t a nonentity.
Hadjar and Einen didn’t care about such trivial things. Both of them had their own goals that they’d carried with them through the years of endless battles, losses, and hardships. The attitude of others could never make them doubt their own strength. Still, they were pleased to see that people now treated them with respect.
“Look, mother, they’re disciples of ‘The Holy Sky’ School!
“Honor
