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the question brought Toula’s eyes to her attendant. always, she responds gently, and always They answer, too—sometimes in the most unexpected of ways. I was at a point of indecision—They brought me Zaahira, to show me that I must command this be done, her heart in her throat as she said the words. to be divine, to know these things, no one should envy. power was not always a pretty thing. 
Toula moved alongside the girl, saying I should like to gather our people, to tell them stories of the Gods. to hold a feast. to make them happy, for Toula could not bear to have her people be the opposite of that! feeling frightened and unafraid of the great unknown that was now so… so… bleak-feeling! 
do you think this would please them? she asked, wanting to hear from Tuna if she thought the idea one that would help those among their ranks.