And then there was the matter of her mother’s necklace. A very valuable possession the Archigos had great pride in receiving, they say, from their goddess, Verna. Shankee seemed to believe that Baobh would not use it against the Archigos, but Rhiannon knew she would, eventually.
Kyia finally started to speak. “A very wise, very old woman once told me that a pure heart could stand alone or lead many, but the outcome would always be the same: truth and goodness would prevail.” Kyia looked at Rhiannon and smiled. “I will follow you, Rhiannon.” Rhiannon looked into the young woman’s eyes and knew it to be true.
The dreams that had haunted her sleep for so long had stopped as soon as she stepped on the other side of that blasted tree. Tonight, though, Rhiannon dreamed again, but this time she
