I sit with Mother Chandra for a long time before Mother Grey enters the room to urge me away from the half-shifted dragon. “We have to go home, Celeste,” she insists before she takes my hand and drags me behind her until the door closes behind us. When she relaxes me, I don’t follow her but go to the nearest wall so I can lean against it.
“I’m not sure I can leave her,” I explain to Mother Grey, who looks back at me.
“She will be looked after. There is always someone with her,” Mother Grey explains. “She is the heart of the rebel networks. There are a lot of branches out there, but they do not know that the roots stem from her. Only a handful of people know who she is.”
“But how does she keep track of it all?” I ask, suddenly curious again.
“That is a question for Mother Siri, but what
