The other Zavalan girl was asleep when I walked in. It was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. “Well, he would have been about your age,” I said. On the shelf above stood a few small wooden figurines—a bird, a fish, a rabbit, a fox. As I passed, our eyes met and I beckoned with my chin for her to follow. I liked Emmy a lot, but if she did turn on me, I would not hesitate to snap her slender neck. However, warriors that demonstrated great skill in honorable combat, witnessed by at least one Chosen warrior, were allowed to join Clan society. I wanted to have a chance to talk to you one last time before then.”
Emmy nodded. It’s your choice.”
Emmy paused for a second to absorb my words. Our society stood on the brink of destruction.
