Morielle hadn’t had a good night sleep as she twisted and turned in her bed. She was seething and was befuddled.
How could he say such a thing? How dare he? And what do I care if he was the one who saved me then? I shouldn’t have hesitated twice this evening! How can I be so stupid? What am I going to tell Dandrus and Sves? They did their part, but I haven’t done mine yet. For years!
Morielle got up from her bed to pace in her room like a caged beast. She was seething.
She grabbed her orange hair and pulled it, feeling so angry with herself. She took a deep breath and decided to leave their house. She had to get some fresh air and thought this might be the right time to do the Myurpathana ceremony—Reoc’s plea ceremony—for her dead family and friends.
She changed her night dress and pu
