She wore an odd pair of baggy yellow pants, a yellow and orange tunic, and a strange shiny yellow hat. She was elderly, her hair white and curly, her face cherubic, and she was stout of figure. She pushed her way in next to Kai, shoving aside his tribespeople that had gathered around. “All right, all right,” she said. “Let me step in and fix things before this little martyr takes everything a bit too far.” She leaned in and pinched Charlotte’s cheek, cooing. “Who’s a little martyr? Who’s a little martyr? Yes you are, aren’t you?” “That voice,” Kai said slowly, realization dawning. “I recognize it. You were one of the ones she spoke to in the castle. One of her tormentors.” “Now, now, sweet boy.” She reached out and pinched Kai’s cheek in a grandmotherly fashion. “‘Tormentor’ is a bit harsh, I think. I prefer to think of myself as a ‘motivation specialist’.” “What’s going on?
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