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“It is your birthright. And you are the only one who can bring all of us peace. Your people will never stop the war. We need an ally.” She pauses. “Someone to bring all sides together.”
I stare at her.
“I don’t need to tell you how advanced our warriors are. We may not have your numbers, but we can hold our side in a battle. But there has been enough war, King Igor.”
“I don’t rule theBonos.” I say.
“One rule rules all orcs. Last time I checked, the Okrar is not elected.”
Her meaning is as clear as sunlight. They want me in charge so they can continue their breeding project. They need an ally.
But can I trust them?
What happens when they breed, and they take us to war and wipe us out?
Their grudge with the Sokos seems to run deep and they have no qualms using our orcs for their means.
“How did you know to capture me? How do you know about me and where are my soldiers?”
“Your orcs were taken back. We heard of your return and your interesting new outlook on life and war. And we also knew about…” she doesn’t need to finish.
They have spies in the camp.So that’s how they are that slippery. They have a lot of help inside. We should have known this.
“How is it that my uncle doesn’t know any of this and neither does Langa?”
“Not everyone is capable of seeing the vision. Theirs are stained by war, famine and loss.”
I hold her gaze, making sure to keep my face impassive.
My mind travels instantly to Aria. I need to talk to her. This changes everything. I wonder what she’ll say. And if she knows I was taken, she must be worried. With no more attention on this situation, a small panic rises from me. I need to reassure her I am alive. I know she will worry.
I get up from my chair suddenly, looking at Kartna.
“Take me back to my home.”
Chapter twenty-nine
Blessed By Odala
Aria
Everythinghurts.It’sbeena week since Zod, and the others came back without Igor. A week without knowledge of whether my mate lives or is no more.
Masa told me I should prepare for anything three days ago, but I can’t. There isn’t a world where I am alive, and Igor isn’t. What will I tell our children?
I am three weeks from my full nine months, and everything is too much. But I am fortunate my babies are strong. I would simply perish if they too got hurt.
I move my head to the left and I look out the window to the vast skies. To where Igor is. It’s another morning. Another day without my love.
What did I ever do to deserve this?
“Odala, is this what you had planned for me?” I don’t hide the anger or loathing in my voice.
I am angry at all the Goddesses and the Gods. How could they allow this to happen? Have I not suffered enough at their hands? And for what exactly? I don’t see the reward. I don’t see the glory.
“Aria.” Hannah’s voice brings me back to the present. It reminds me of my old life. I used to be miserable for different reasons but now it’s worse. I am crushed over something real.
I call her in, and the door opens the next second and I turn to her. My eyes are still adjusting to the darkness of the room, but she has a basin in her hand and a towel on her shoulder. It really does remind me of all those years. But nothing is the same.
