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SACRED GROOVE

"Grandma!" Thesra whined, pouting like a petulant child. Her grandmother sighed, adjusting the crooked crown on her head.

"Now, now sweetheart, it won't take long I promise," Yvonne said, trying to tug Thesra along. "The priest is already waiting for us in the temple."

Thesra dug in her heels, refusing to budge. "But Grandma, what do we have to pray for," she grumbled.

"How could you ask such a thing?" Yvonne gasped feigning shock.

Thesra rolled her eyes clearly unimpressed.

"Listen child," Yvonne continued, trying to get through her stubborn granddaughter. "YHÀKADÉI is in bad shape. The protective seal has been broken, and now we are vulnerable to attacks from other kingdoms. Don't you think that's a good enough reason to pray?"

Thesra just stared at her unconvinced.