Arrivals and Declarations

Claire had spoken with her daughter.  She had the chance as they  walked the quarter mile  into the camp  from their home in exile.  Ruthvan kept his arm linked  in  hers, preventing her  escape  and giving the impression to the children that things were okay.  They remained behind, walking in wary silence.  It would have been the perfect time for Claire to get away- would have been - if Ruthivan hadn't threatened her before leaving: 'If you try anything, anything  at all, I  will hunt you down and  find you, my love.  And I will have to teach you a lesson, do you understand?'

They  arrived in  the camp, subverting the magics that kept the entire tribe hidden from the world.  Every  esper  face had  gathered  in the commons,  standing  and watching them.  There  were thirtyfive  espers, all faces Claire and Ruthivan knew. Many looked at Ruthivan  with a  solidarity  that made  Claire sick.  Others  simply looked on with shock.  Ruthivan halted  and pulled  Claire close to  his side.  'As soon as I have my family settled, I will address you all.  Suffice for now, it is as Seranfrit told you.  I am your new Kra'bat,  and Claire is your rightful Kra'ineba, the daughter of Eladrim, making me your rightful Elder.' 

'Welcome, Elder  Ruthivan. Welcome back, Kra'ineba.'

The entered the tent followed by one of Ruthivan's hand picked wizards.  'We need protections on our home.  Kra'ineba  Claire is  not to leave  or use her magic until she learns her place.'  The older esper  turned his swirling magenta eyes on Claire and nodded. 
'It will be as you ask, Elder.'
'Good.'

'Please,' Claire croaked.  'Stop calling me that. I am  not the  Kra'ineba.  You are not the Elder.   We are imposters in our own tribe.' 

'You see?' Ruthivan  said, gripping  Claire's arm tightly.  'She  has lost her way and needs guideance until she finds herself again.' The wizard bowed and nodded.  'Yes. Kra'ineba has always had a desire to flee us.'
'Indeed,' Ruthivan  answered  coldly.  'Make your enchantments quickly so I may address the tribe.'

As  the wizard worked, Ruthivan  escorted Claire to the  bedroom.  She winced  as he tightened his grip  and shook her. 'You had better resign yourself quickly to  your fate, Claire.  This is what we are  meant  to do.  It  is our destiny, yours,  mine, and our children.'
'This is wrong, all of it.'
'The only wrong is the way this world has treated our kind. And that is the wrong we shall rectify.'