Àwọn Àmì-ìwé Tí A Fẹ̀

Prologue “They’re not just followers of the same god as us! They are your people. Why don’t you want to help them?” “My people? They never even cared about me!” “Your mother and father did. From all YOU told me. They’re still living there. In the middle of this awful war. And it has gotten so much worse since you left there. The fey told me…” “You’re taking fey by their word?” “Of course I’m taking the emissaries of Shyka the Many seriously!” Nyxara stared. Mouth half open. Her silver hai