Chapter 102
Weeping still, her warhost shell-leaders placed Trag on the pyre at the edge of the stone platform, then joined the other warhost witnesses to this solemn event. At the altar Vortka sacrificed a pure white bull-calf, it was garlanded with flowers and painted with green snakes and crimson scorpions. Its blood was mixed with sacred oil and poured over Trag on the pyre. Zandakar turned the pyre to flame, and lit it with a torch Vortka gave him, then stood beside Leo as Trag was burned to ash. He did not weep, he was her true son. When nothing remained of Trag but cinders and charred bone, Vortka made another sacrifice, this time a bawling black bull-calf. He sacrificed for Leo the Empress and for Zandakar her son, who would be Fiona’s warlord when he was a man. She sat on her scorpion thro
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