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Sunday Morning

Chapter 6

It was quiet women were hung over sprawled out indecent sex was going on all night. Three days of sex Selah shook her head. She never participated in that she wasn't allowed but she would drink. She walked to the bathing hot spring. The water was perfect she sat on a stone under the water put there before her time. Her head was back she stared into the sky seeing the triplets as she called them slowly rising. She hated three suns it was a lot in her eyes but what could she do? 

Ahhhh.... A voice broke her thought good morning princess. Selah looked over at Kasha annoyed hey. How are you feeling Selah? Im weathering. I was worried about you when you fainted at Queen Izahee's side. Selah said nothing. I wouldn't know about loosing a mom it must be devastating. You will one day Selah glared at her through bright sun rays I will be sure to comfort you the same way you are doing me now Kasha.

Selah you are taking me the wrong way sister. I don't care to hear what you meant Kasha. Well can we change the subject please? Who is in the running for your tent Selah? Not you Selah said wickedly. How when I have the highest revenge fills next to you? That is how the tent maiden is selected Selah you know this. Again the word is tent Maiden that person works side by side hand in hand with the Queen to learn in case the Queen bares no girl child. That Banshee will take the crown and the horns she stared at Kasha who glared back jealous of her new horns.

I don't like you Kasha never have Selah confessed. My mother was your mother's tent Maiden before you were born. Selah stood wrapping herself there is a thought a Banshee with experience to pick up where she left off Kasha? My mother is to old her scream is loosing power it can barley make a mark go insane Selah you would be foolish to make her---

Watch your tongue Kasha or I will have you on laundry duty for a month after the revenge requests open ag. You can't do that without reason Selah. Calling the Queen of Banshees a fool is not just enough reason Kasha? Keep your mouth shut! Selah walked away upset Kasha ruined her bath then she recalled her mother had her own personal hot spring in a cave near her tent.

Her twelve year old tent girl arrived late. Why are you late Ishka are you okay? I bleed now my queen I feel a little bad. Oh you are a woman now what ails you? My stomach and legs. Wait here Selah crushed a motrin in her mortar with a pestle. She poured it in warm water here my dear special powders.

Iska drank it lay down. In your bed?! Yes she lay down resting take a nap I will wake you if I need you yes? Iska yawned yes thank you princess. What is it princess or Queen? Both Iska joked. Selah opened the ceremonial book of incantations the banshee howl of all her ancestors was in her making her screams and warnings the strongest. She was not allowed to answer revenge requests unless it was complex then the offering had to be high.

Selah knew all the incantations chants and ceremonial songs her mother forced her to learn them five years before her rising. She tossed the book down the day her 107 year old mother passed her the leather bound ancient book.  Selah wiped a lone tear that is the day her mother told her without mumbling one word an ancestor visited her in sleeping to give the news her days were numbered.

Izahee never told Selah who came nor what they said she simply handed her the book nodding yes. Selah broke down in her mother's loving arms. If never mattered how much warning you get when someone is going to die it is never enough time.

Selah closed the book gingerly picking up the male book of mating a book with all the males she could choose from to mate with. She looked for Joel's picture it was not there. She double checked that was the recent book given to her mother before her rising. What was going on why wasn't he sketched in the book?

Selah called for the village sketch artist she described Joel brown hazel eyes about six feet two inches real good looking. The sketch artist ran for the village story teller Selah told her what he looked like.

Tell me did he have a deformity of his right hand it looked like they were fused together my Queen? Yes Myleesh I thought he was born this way. The village story teller sat down shocked.

Tell me did he give you flowers Selah? Yes how did you know? Gaping roses? Yes a rare flower. Very rare indeed my queen. Did he do something nice for you? He made a salve for the pain in my horns. What did he make it from Selah? His saliva. The story teller grabbed the arm of the sketch artist who was grinning from ear to ear.

What else?! She asked excited. Well he made me food. You ate it?! They asked shocked. Yes of course it was the most delicious food I ever had. Where is the bowl did you wash it? Not yet there. The village artist grabber the bowl calling the sketch artist Cotree wood is extinct here. The sketch artist grinned. You smell that? Puknee. Nooooo you lie.

What are you two talking about?! Tell me Selah said afraid. The village story teller sat Selah down you my child have been chosen.

By whom Myleesh? By Dawoo.

Selah laughed if you say so.

Myleesh ran to get her story book.