Chrystal thought about her mother’s family.
Mother’s cousin… and her brother… but the Elder didn’t tell me who either of them is. It’s from the memories. And my guesses. Beta Salzar looks so much like his grandfather, but he is not Mother’s brother; her brother is younger – should be younger. She was always holding a small hand.
She thought of the shadow council.
It’s them, she mused. It must be them, not Father. They must have made everyone keep mum about her. But why? To what end?
Do they not want me to be able to fight? To defend even myself?
If I were a warrior, would Darius have ever laid a finger on me in those mean ways he did sometimes?
If I had been a skilled fighter, or even a marginal one, would he have been able to make me do those things with –
Her mind stopped.
Darius
