AKSHARA WENT BACK TO Heko’s stall when the market opened.
“I went to see her,” Akshara said.
“How are you even alive then?” Heko asked. “I told you not to go near her, but you did it anyway? If you had been killed it would have been your own fault.”
“I know that, but I also knew she wouldn’t hurt me.”
Heko turned away and rearranged a rack of spices. “I just think it’s best for you to go before you see it.”
“See what?”
“She has many sides to her—one moment she’s blessing the people in the city center, and the next she’s demanding sacrifices.”
Akshara didn’t want to think about that, so she changed the subject.
“Olara is alive.”
“You should stay the hell away from her too then!”
Akshara realized that Heko was going to think her insane if she told him she believed the other prieste
