Chapter 6
Although it was unlike the highly sophisticated shower she’d experienced within the Iron Gate prison, this simple spigot of water with its gentle pressure was just as satisfying, maybe more. The water was different, somehow: softer, milder. Mira couldn’t quite put her finger on it, not that it really mattered. After her long journey, the experience was simply magical. Aches and pains melted away. Her muscles relaxed, and all the tension she’d felt washed down the tiny drain at her feet. She could have stood in that shower stall all day long, but there was still the matter of pleading her case to the ruling party here in Caldera Grove. What would she say to them? Could she really convince members of this new society, with centuries of hatred, that her human companions were differ
