Zara, the village chieftess
After my words reached her ears, Ayla's head nodded in swift affirmation. "Follow me," she commanded, her tone firm yet laced with urgency, as she pivoted gracefully to take the lead. "We cannot afford to keep the chieftess waiting any longer." I acknowledged her directive with a nod and trailed silently behind, guided by her gestured invitation. As we ventured forth, she guided me into the third hut, but what awaited me beyond the threshold left me utterly astounded.