Treasure Above All

Rastaban found a nest of furs close by, and he wriggled into it to lay down and be warm, safe.

“Is Dravi not good enough for you? Your own son?” the woman demanded. She sounded angry.

“Shruti, Dravi is a good boy, but you spoil him. My son must be a general in my stead, a warrior,” General Rami said. “You will not let him hunt or fight with the other boys, so I found a boy who will hunt and fight so Dravi will not be in danger.”

“But Dravi is your son. You must treasure him above all.”