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They found him in the South Ofrann Desert, where everything evil lived. Most called him a demon. One leader thought this man-without-a-past held the key to tribal peace and prosperity. That leader's enemies saw an opportunity to gain control of the nation.
"Even if an albino man is possible, is revered by the Kayarran,” Denassa said, “that doesn't account for his eyes. An albino's eyes change color, they don't change . . . everything.”
"We will have answers when we locate his people." The swing of Shurna’s crook matched her stride.
"Meanwhile, we face the Shangren and the joining without answers. By the time we learn what he is, fear and prejudice will have set Kayarran fate. It would be kinder to hide him until we know who he is, until we know what we're doing."
"Hiding is not Aya's way."
A mia stopped to strip leaves from a bush. Shurna commanded it to move. When it did not, she rapped it with her crook and the animal sprinted forward, jostling stragglers in its zeal to find refuge among its kind. Denassa watched it, followed its progress even after it matched gait with its companions.
"Does Kayarra understand the words of abbah?" Shurna asked.
"He recites them. How much he understands, I don't know. Sometimes, I think he understands more than he can say. Other times, I know he's only repeating something he's memorized. I do know that he's figured out cor-anda, though. He knows it's a slur."
Shurna looked at Denassa. "How do you know?"
"'Man' was easy enough to teach him. The other day, he finally understood 'thing.' He said cor-anda after he understood thing." Denassa met Shurna’s gaze. "It took a shecaren to teach him disrespect. How shameful is that?"
"The Shangren's citizens will assume Kayarra knows the words of abbah if he speaks them."
"I thought about that." Denassa looked back at the wayward mia. "It's true that a demon cannot speak the words of a holy rite, but what if he doesn't understand what he's saying? While Casta can do many things, I don't think preventing his housekeepers from gossiping is one of them. The truth of Kayarra’s limitations will become known."
"Are you questioning Kayarra's innocence?"
"No. Maybe. I don’t know." Denassa shook her head. "Mainly, I’m spending too much time worrying about our reception."
"Worrying won't change whatever happens."
"Have you tried telling that to Yutrenta?"
Shurna flashed a wry smile. "She heeds me as often as you do."
Denassa barked a laugh.
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