Skai Prisa - English version

Chapter 9

Beads of sweat trickle down my back. The heat here is embracing, but I refuse to take off my fur coat. I try to focus on the stunning scenery totally new to me. This is what they call forest, or so they told me in the Ark. Azgeda is a snowy forest, a completely white forest. While Trikru has an infinite diversity of greens. Everything is so new, I want to capture as much as possible and record it in my memory.

However, the restlessness does not leave us. For so long that no Azgeda stepped on the territory of the forest, without having a war in mind. It could not be more wrong, we come to seal the peace. More specifically, to Polis. The capital, where people of all clans live in peace. And more importantly, where the commander resides. The nerves invade me to think about what will come in a few hours.

All clan leaders will meet at Polis, to pledge allegiance to the commander and the coalition. I will be among people who months ago were my enemy. Mom says we should be nice and try to get along. I just said that I would try, because as it happens, it is something very unlikely. Especially with Trikru, just because the war is over doesn't mean I don't hold a grudge against them.

I look to my left, where Ontari is riding. She is a natblida, and will stay training with Heda. She is only a year younger than me, but we have trained together and she is quite good. Although of course, I have never let her win. That never will happen. When a commander died and his spirit must choose the next one, all the clans fought for which would be the next. The current commander is from Trikru, however there has been at least one from each clan.

Heda has declared that all clans should bring their natblidas to Polis, so they would be trained by her and her fleimkeepa. That way, no one will be trained with the mindset that one clan is better than another. From what nomon has told me, Ontari is the eldest of the novices to join Heda, which almost ensures her promotion as a commander in the future. Personally, I do not care which clan the commander comes from, as long as they want to keep the peace they will have my support.

We turn into some trees and the city appears in our sight. We are still quite far away, however the tower so tall and large can be seen for miles. Black smoke billows from its roof, and the rounded building makes it look like a giant candle. I laugh at what I think and try to imagine what it will be like to live there. If warriors, merchants or only peasants will live. What will it be like to live in peace among all the clans, since they have done it from the beginning.

We continue on our way and I plunge into my thoughts again. After the summit, peace will reign and the war will be over. And then what? We train, we are with the family and nothing else. It's not that I'm complaining, better than war is. But the action will be over. I will have to look for new activities. As immersed as I am in my thoughts, I don't realize that it is Roan who touches my shoulder, so I grab his arm and pull out my dagger, placing it on his neck. The maneuver makes me almost fall, but he holds me in time.

"Hey, calm down. It's just me, strisis." He tells me between scared and amused by my surprise attack.

"Sorry." I put the dagger away and settled on my horse. "I was thinking."

"Well, let your guard down a bit, you want. One of these days you will murder someone like that." He tells me, touching his neck where my dagger was seconds before. "And what does that crazy head of yours think?"

I laugh. "Nothing, just what we will do when we get home."

"How is that?" He asked me surprised.

"Yes, now that the war is over, what will we do? Will we continue training? Will we go hunting? Will we make friends? That, we will do to entertain ourselves and not die of boredom." He laughs at my drama. "What?" I ask angrily.