11 Worthy to rule! (2/2)
”I just say that as a statement of fact. You know it's true. What would happen if the miners discovered this village?”
”I would defend him,” Mara said sweetly.
”You would die. Just like everyone in this village. We both know that,” Qiyana told everyone in the square to hear. ”I can protect them.”
A murmur was born and spread throughout the square. Mara bit her lower lip, something she had been doing since childhood, particularly when her younger sister beat her on something.
”I ... I can't give you the village. The Yun Tal would never allow it,” Mara said shyly.
”They would allow you to resign,” Qiyana said. ”Come home. Go back to Ixaocan. Take care of your water garden. I'll take responsibility here.”
She watched Mara's eyes turn to the elders, as if searching for someone's face to save her.
”The law is clear,” said Mara. ”We will not have a new mayor as long as I can govern.”
Clenching his jaw in anger, Qiyana turned to the large machine in the corner of the square. She twisted her ohmlatl around her body, startling the elders who were sitting. Drawing elements around the square to the blade, she threw them toward the machine. In an instant, the great metal giant was buried in ice, crushed by rocks and smashed by vineyards, all under the command of young Yunalai.
The elders and servants in the square let out an audible sigh with such a display of power.
”You think you already have someone like me ...” Qiyana said. ”But there is no one like me.”
The elders frowned at him and reaffirmed the decision. ”As long as Yunalai Mara is able to rule, the position belongs to her.”
The words echoed in Qiyana's head as she turned and left the square quietly, disappointed. She drove Bayal back to the edge of the village, where they were greeted by two elementalist sentries.
”They don't need to escort us back,” Qiyana said. ”I know the way and I know what to do with it after I use it.”
With a flick of her ohmlatl, she broke the bushes and revealed the path leading back through the jungle. With the servant struggling to cool the air around her, she walked back to Ixaocan's great archeology, opening the secret path and covering it again after passing.
As soon as they were out of sight of the village, Qiyana's ohmlatl slowed down. Behind them the path was now uncovered, exposed to the evening sun.
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”My Yunalai, you forgot to cover the way,” said the servant.
”Bayal, does your only task have anything to do with this path?” Qiyana asked.
”No, my Yunalai. But ... what if someone finds the village?”
”Ah, don't worry. I'm sure the new mayor will defend you,” Qiyana said.
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The next morning Qiyana woke up in Ixaocan to the sound of sobs and weeping.
”Outsiders. They found Tikras!”
Her sister's cry came from the corridor outside her room. Qiyana put on her robe and opened the door to find Mara, crying in Bayal's arms.
”Mara. What happened ?!” Qiyana asked, struggling to look worried.
Her sister turned to her, her face shaking and red, covered with fresh scratches from the jungle escape.
”The miners ... They broke into the village. Half the people are dead. The other half are hiding. I can barely escape ...”
Qiyana hugged her sister, suppressing the smile over her shoulder.
”Do you understand now? I was just worried about you,” Qiyana said. ”Being a mayor is a dangerous responsibility.”
”I should have listened. You ... you would have crushed the old people,” Mara lamented.
”Yes. I really would have,” Qiyana replied. She smiled as she thought of the miners and mercenaries who plundered the village, how easily she would kill them, and how the surviving elders would creep in thanks to her when they came to the same conclusion that she was reaching her sister now.
”You should be the mayor of Tikras,” said Mara.
I should ..., Qiyana thought. I deserve.
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