223 Submit

RETH

As the night air grew cold, and last of his people that remained filed forward to submit and give the vow, Reth stood on trembling knees.

Behryn, to his right, glanced at him worriedly. But Reth received the male sheep, just as he had everyone before him, and thanked him.

The amphitheater was full—and far too quiet. He looked up to scan the crowd, about two thirds of those that had come to see the judgments. But so few predators… He swallowed his fear and let his people scent his calm.