Battle: The House War: Book Five - Plot & Excerpts
The hundredth attempt was as successful as the ninety-ninth—or the first. He attempted to use the correct word, but his Weston was not up to the task, and any conversation that slid into Torra included the word Matriarch. “I don’t understand,” he said, the last word broken when the carriage wheels hit an unfortunate absence of cobbled stone. “You are Matriarch. I can use a foreign word, but the word doesn’t change what you are.” “No, it doesn’t. But I know what the word means to you—and I am not a Matriarch. I’m not Yollana.” He paled. “You are not. But my mother was not Yollana. My sister Margret is not Yollana. You remind me of my sister,” he added. “You are the same age, and you have the same temper.” Remembering Margret, Jewel winced. She did not deny it. “How is it different?” He was frustrated. He had been frustrated for most of the day—or the parts that included breakfast, a change of clothing, and any activity that didn’t bring them closer to Levec and the sleepers.
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