Just as she heard the reassuring voice of her father, a woman with long flowing hair came walking towards Selah, a panicky look on her face. “Queen Selah!” She bowed to her. “I don’t know how but they have found us!”
Selah frowned at the woman, “what do you mean?”
“T-the ground has been triggered. Someone powerful is leading them to us as we speak.”
Tazanna glanced at Sorsha, taking in her features. “You are fae?” Using what her father taught her she opened up to the woman, feeling the subtle wavelength.
Sorsha turned to Tazanna, her grey eyes widening. “Y-you are?”
“Tazanna,” Tazanna introduced herself. “A halfling or newling or whatever word it is people decide to use to describe me.”
“Enough!” Selah stood up. “This isn’t a social gathering. Sorsha, can you stop them? Are you able
