“What am I hearing about you choosing a Maiden Of The Hunt as your bride, we do not marry them, and we burn them.” Brogan, the ambassador said in a brash tone that made Orel eyebrow to shoot up, he was expecting a few words about his choice of a bride he wasn’t expecting that is what they will use to welcome him the moment he stepped into the room.
“No, you violate innocent women then burn them.” Orel corrected with rage at the thought of a tradition which his generation had turned to entertainment and made the tradition to lose its meaning.
Baxter the master healer turned his face away and shifted uncomfortably, the process of burning people alive always made the master healer uncomfortable. Brogan waved his hand in a dismissal manner as if the correction was of no importance. “Yo
