K'ailia turned her head sharply to look up at her father. It wasn't the deal she had agreed to. However, it was a deal she preferred over giving up her freedom. It would allow her to use Garden's forces for the tribe when they needed it.
Was she that easy to read? Would the elders agree? Would they at least now hear her out? Her eyes turned now to the elders, pleading with them to accept the offer her father made. She still cared about the tribe, but she also had responsibilities in Ul'dah. She was now the Headmaster of Garden. But in her heart, she was still a Hipparion that would continue honoring Azeyma and practicing some of the tribes traditions.
But she would not speak, not until the elders addressed her personally. She'd do whatever it took to keep a family, and the Garden was an extended branch of her family now.
Was she that easy to read? Would the elders agree? Would they at least now hear her out? Her eyes turned now to the elders, pleading with them to accept the offer her father made. She still cared about the tribe, but she also had responsibilities in Ul'dah. She was now the Headmaster of Garden. But in her heart, she was still a Hipparion that would continue honoring Azeyma and practicing some of the tribes traditions.
But she would not speak, not until the elders addressed her personally. She'd do whatever it took to keep a family, and the Garden was an extended branch of her family now.
