Chapter 395: Tribute Ceremony
The next week flew by in a haze of activity. She taught the women to weave and spend a few hours every day weaving the cloth she planned to use to make a dress for the ceremony. Zaar had sent Srinisisa with a beautiful Aurelian-made dress, but she was determined to wear something made on Zyrgin. The silk was so lustrous that she decided to keep the style simple. She cannibalised the Aurelian dress for the smaller beads and less gaudy jewels. Each night Zaar made love to her and every morning, when her stomach took some time to settle, she wondered if they'd soon have a little warrior running around their rooms.
On the day of the ceremony, Srinisisa stood with her hands clasped together when she saw the dress Sarah had laid out on the bed. "It is beautiful," she whispered.