Crouched, Ennea jerked her hand back. “How dare you speak to me like that! I am queen of AYOH!” Flush with pent up emotion, she bestowed a scorching stare upon Htebazile. She was not accustomed to being startled in such a manner. Reverence is what she expected but it was lacking in this young girl. “Look at your workers in the field. They languish serenely on the flowers’ petals. I only want one to add beauty to w...