All seemed quiet today. After Cone-shell's visit, she welcomed the respite. Yet she felt a prickle of anticipation, a hint that the peaceful moment would not last. In the distance she heard gulls calling, then footsteps, then a faint cry. Alarmed, she hastened toward the path just as a sentry ca...
“If we leave early tomorrow,” said Eye-to-heaven, “we can catch Ihetoa at his afternoon nap. I would like to confront him when the priests and attendants are all drowsy.” Matopahu grinned. “That will be the best time. Before he can clear his thoughts and invent new lies.” He turned to Tepua. “I ...
Young women carrying crimson hibiscus garlands waded into the shallows, almost swamping the vessels in their eagerness to greet the heroes. The girls draped wreath upon wreath around Matopahu's neck, embraced him passionately, whispered invitations. The young ari'i laughed with pleasure but offer...