Chapter 427

“Cousin, you may keep sight in this eye,” he said suddenly addressing the woman. “It may not have permanently damaged you. I am glad they brought you here. I am Rhane, born in the T’ylene mountains. It is a pleasure to meet you.”

The woman was quiet for a moment before she spoke.

“Kana, from the T’yonin Mountains,” she said. “My sisters are from there as well.”

I was shocked the woman could converse as we worked on her eye, but I had forgotten how strong these people were. Bowing to pain would be dishonorable for anyone.

“Beautiful mountains I have heard,” Rhane, the healer, said starting to stitch the edge of the eye with nearly invisible thread, “I have never been so far myself. My brother was born near there, but he was too young to remember the place. We were raised by our male breeders here in this mountain. My brother’s female breeder brings us tanka fruit when she visits. It is our favorite.”

The woman seemed confused by the conversation. I’m sur