The ambiance around the settlements was jovial. The arena was decorated with flowers. No one could even see the soil beneath the flowers. Young Zolopts ran around. Some sheolfts were busy preparing a new crown from the bark of the bloodwood tree.
The Elders came to Me-Te-Ra. They bowed in front of him.
Me-Te-Ra was surprised to see them. He wasn’t expecting them to meet him.
“We had a long discussion.” One of the Elders started. “We were searching for the most worthy folk among us to crown the first queen.”
Me-Te-Ra was listening carefully.
“Yet we haven’t found anyone who could do it. She is okhaii, and she cannot be crowned by any common folk.”
What does he mean? None of the Elders wants to crown the queen? It is an unusual honor to have, and these folks are rejecting it. Does tha
