like a plague. Gabrielle Johns lost her voice because she s

They sat on a raised platform in the main sanctuary, a panel of grim-faced old men. The patr

nd before them, wea

confusion. "I don't know what happened," he said, his voice breaking with

to the front, tears streaming dow

regnant belly. "I was trying to protect the ministry. But I

arm linked with a man covered in tattoos. It was a fake,

e said she was tired of this life. She said she was giving her gift to him, t

s a hero, a savior of my divine gift. The Council l

e Johns, is this true? Did you betray

ream the truth. But only a hoarse, ugly croak escaped my lips. I pointed a tre

"She is not well. This is all just a terrible misunderstanding." His words were calm, but his eyes, wh