Ronali and her entire family had been dragged into the Elder Hall faster than you could say "Luke's little worm."
Rodalina was a nervous wreck; she almost dropped the tea tray when the tribe guards came knocking.
Roland had to bail on his work shift early after getting the summons.
Now, the whole family stood in front of the Six Elders of the clan, looking like they were about to get grounded for eternity.
Behind the Elders stood the guards and some assorted family members, like they were extras in a drama.
Off to the side was Luke, grinning like he'd just won the village lottery, but still with a "my ass still hurts" expression on his face. He was practically gloating, thinking he was minutes away from claiming Ronali as his bride.
Sure, he'd been humiliated in public, but in his mind, this was a win-win.
