Interlude - Kordia - Part 3
"What do you mean four?" Kordia's mother snapped at her.
Before Kordia could speak, Fruhe had deployed a fan to cover what was obviously a smile. "Isn't it obvious, cousin? She's standing aside from your clan."
Professor Lumin cleared her throat. "Guests," she put an emphasis on the word that, to Kordia's ears, might as well have been her calling them 'bitches.' "Let me do what I have been trying to do and bring Kordia up to date."
Both of her guests remained quiet, their sparring rising into their eyes now that they'd chosen not to use their mouths.
Lumin looked at Kordia squarely. "Kordia, with the perditions opening over the Lakelands, many nations are consolidating alliances they didn't think they'd need for years. Heaven has put its sanction behind Gra'Rhuel to unite the clans of the west and north. I have been tasked, by their representative, as a mediator to determine your optimal placement for the good of the continent."