Night of the Fifth day, when all the tribes had settled in, the dinner was distributed in form of the Divine Food, and most people other than those who were on night duty had gone to sleep.
Kael and Lavinia walked towards the City Centre.
The wind today was calmer than usual, the skies had shown mercy too, so the snow had stopped too, but the cold was still there.
Snow still sat on rooftops and stone paths in uneven patches and as Kael got closer to the centre, he could hear it.
The voices of the people, praying to… him.
He clenched his fists.
He hated every second of what was happening, he never liked it from the beginning, but now that it was growing at such a strong rate, his feelings were even more complicated.
In the end, Kael closed his eyes for a few seconds, as if he was preparing himself and when he opened his eyes again, all the emotions in them… disappeared.
Lavinia noticed that change, but she didn't comment on it.
