Kel sighed. They had been riding for a month and they were only in Olart! Still another month to go! Kel sighed again. All the way she had been pestered to start teaching Yamani. She hadn’t spoken this much Yamani since she had lived in the Yamani Islands, until shortly before the age of 10.
“I have a question. What is ‘The Grave is no Bar to my Call’ (Defiantly RJ phrase!) in Yamani?” asked Tris.
“’Tia mi aven Moridin isainde vadin.’ (RJ) Happy?” replied Kel curtly.
“What is brother in Yamani?” yelled Briar.
“’Alantin!’(RJ)” called Kel in reply.
“You better start calling me that, k?” said Briar smugly.
Now, the girls from Winding Circle had had enough. A month with Briar was enough to do that to anyone.
“Why you little a**!” yelled Sandry.
“D*** you!” shouted Daja.
“B****!” screamed Tris.
A hushed silence fell on the group as everyone stared at them.
“Did I hear what I thought I heard?” questioned Niko dangerously.
“Sorry,” muttered the three in unison.
“You better be, otherwise we wont live ‘till Kugisko!” replied Briar.
To Chapter 4
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