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ever seen Ladre impose his position on others, unlike Gladriel , who imposed hers all the time.
    My son and I have to step inside for the initial meet-up. Everyone else stay on the beach.
    As if she’d heard Talina’s thought, her mother issued her harsh order.
    Raror touched her arm briefly before stepping under the overhanging eaves to enter through the open doorway. Ladre, who would definitely be expected inside , hesitated before leaning closer to Talina.
    “Are you not joining us for the meeting? The clan leaders have been called.” His hairless face, and dark -yellow, almost ochre eyes looked confused. Normally daughters of leaders would be included in all important clan decisions.
    She shook her head. “Gladriel likes to keep her mistakes as far away from her as possible.”
    Her deep brown eyes widened in shock and she covered her mouth with both hands. What was she thinking saying something so honest? Being around Ladre made her feel flustered, and when her mind was muddled she said stupid things.
    Understanding replaced Ladre’s confusion and, with a genial nod, he left her there, leading his delegation into the building.
    It took a few moments for Talina’s cheeks to cool again.
    The remaining Spurns stayed in their clan groups, sitting under the spray. A few made their way back to the ocean, finding it uncomfortable to stay on land. But there was no mingling between the hair colors, and Talina hated that more than anything.
    Frustrated and bored , she moved away from the collective to explore their surroundings. The longer she was on the land, the more it felt right. She loved the vast expanses of ocean, the quiet, the freedom. But there was that other side that apparently craved the stillness of land.
    She made her way through a small section of lagoona trees. She knew that she shouldn’t wander off. The woods were patrolled by Baroon Keepers, and their job was to make sure nothing was disturbed.
    Each stick of tree was precious, and all allocations viewed and voted on. It was a versatile material, with both thin and thick stems that were quite pliant and springy, yet never deteriorated in the salt water. The older plantation s had stems that extended high in the sky, with just a few scattered leaves up top. The leaves were pretty useless and were mainly utilized as stuffing for day beds.
    While wandering without direction, she accidentally stumbled through a line of closely growing stilt bushes and into a clearing. Before her was a small building surrounded on all sides by the densely growing bushes. Curious as to what this secreted area was, she crept closer. Two spear-armed Baroons stood at the entrance door, their backs to her.
    Talina crouched down and moved back into the shelter of the trees. Is this where they were keeping the prisoners?
    Moving slowly around the structure and being careful to make no noise, s he examined the building. The lagoona wood layering the walls looked newer, less salt-pocked than usual. There was a small window high up on the back wall. Most Spurns would have no chance of reaching it, but with a little help Talina might have a shot.
    She hesitated.
    She didn’t usually go looking for trouble; she’d already spent far too many moons being disciplined. But something urged her forward.
    After a quick search, she found a rock that wasn’t too heavy to move. Back straining, she dragged it beneath the window and stood on the rock, using the wall to balance herself. She still had to stand on her tiptoes to be able to see in through the barred window.
    From what she could see, i t was definitely an open-planned prison, and two of the four small cubicles were occupied by a collection of strange humanoids. They had the same basic shape as Spurns, but ... with no webbings or gills ... and their skin was the wrong color.
    Her eyes were drawn to one of the females in particular. A stunning redhead, she was statuesque and much taller than Talina. She stared in amazement at the pale