The Children of Triune
She felt the faint, steady pulse of the Mother Tree through the root, a slow heartbeat that steadied her.
“Now then,” Mother said, walking to the front of the amphitheater and tapping her wristlink. “Where were we?”
“About invitations after the Urams Trials,” Zander answered, voice eager, face slightly red matching his hair.
Mother’s posture changed; she straightened, a pleased smile ghosting her lips. “Ah, invitation protocol. One or two invitations are common. Three is rare. Four... four has only happened once. Siddis received four. He was a genius of numbers and tongues. When he got that fourth invitation, I was... well, I was delighted.” She let the class laugh and chatter for a moment b
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