That can't be helped. The leader of the tribe said that he wanted two of his own daughters to receive the seed of the great one. And they were also pretty, so I couldn't refuse.

I hold down the fussy Celia and dodge the questions asked by the probing Irijina. The burnt cloak, and the broken spear5 – they make up the wounded gifts that Lucy left me, and I feel like this moment will gradually increase in importance later.