Chapter 117 - An Unexpected Return

Ella shook her head and she shared a cheerful laugh with him. “You can, however, speak to me in our native ancient tongue," Masque said as the idea immediately clicked into his mind. It felt appropriate to speak to him now in the language of their ancestors, the language Ella had heard in her visions. “That's true," she answered, her eyes brightening with comprehension. They both felt comforted by the natural link to their shared past that resulted from switching to their ancient dialect. Ella shared with Masque the worries that had been bothering her ever since the ceremony as they carried on their discussion. "Sooner or later, we'll need to leave this place Masque” she said with a hint of hesitation mixed with resolution, “The commander said we may stay, but the rogues need their own land. They require a place where their true freedom can exist” Masque nodded in agreement, his eyes reflecting what she had spoken. “You are right, your grace. They require a place to live and