Now he stood with Sigora, Sarhita, and the other clan leaders as the Ma'ulankr delegation entered the meeting area.
The female warrior at their head stopped precisely at the boundary of respectful distance, then inclined her head in a gesture that managed to convey courtesy without suggesting any form of submission.
"I am Thel'endra of the Ma'ulankr," she said, her voice carrying clearly despite not being particularly loud. It had a musical quality, like wind through crystal chimes, but underneath was steel.
"We come seeking the heir of Sol'vur. We would see for ourselves the one who claims the Berserk Lord's bloodline."
Vel'sara stepped forward. "The Ma'ulankr were believed lost. We heard reports of your strongholds being overrun, your people scattered or captured."
"You heard what the Empire wanted you to hear," Thel'endra replied.
