“See? She is mad!” an elder crowed.
“Dakshana, stop this,” Minka said. She lowered her voice and whispered in Dakshana’s ear. “We told the elders we were merely lost in the woods, that the dire wolf killed the hunter who courted you. They believe you mad. You’ve been screaming in your sleep about shadows and other worlds, about Chadstone.”
Dakshana’s eyes blazed with fury. “They know I’m not mad - they just don’t want to admit what they’ve done. What did you do with his name?”
Minka’s brow furrowed. “What?”
“Chadstone’s name. Where is it?”
“She means the crystal,” Srina said.
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