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They took time out from the discussion to explain what had happened. When they were finished, Prince Vannas sat in silence for a few moments.
"Are you okay?" Lothrin asked. "I was afraid you would never emerge from that trance. Your mind seemed completely lost to the world."
The prince nodded. "Just very sad over what has happened to Galvia and our Knights. It also makes me angry. As far as my trance--I was indeed learning about the White Flamestone, and my power has grown. I know some amazing secrets that will help us greatly in our struggle against Bellis. We can discuss that later. I suppose for now I should give my vote."
They waited in tense silence as Vannas contemplated. At last he said, "Although I feel we could hold our own against Bellis, it would be better to take possession of the Green Flamestone before we risk going to war. I vote that we consult with Taris and Furlus before taking action."
"Then we have a tie," said Aldreya. "And when there is a tie, my vote as Green Knight carries more weight." She sighed with relief.
"Wait a moment," said Dallsa. She took position beside Lannon. "If Lannon feels we should confront the Lawkeeper, then I want to change my vote. Lannon is the wisest person I know. So, yes, I'm changing my vote."
Aldreya's lips tightened in irritation. "You're a strong woman, Dallsa, yet you're not showing it here. Can't you make up your own mind on what you believe? Don't be afraid to oppose Lannon on this vote."
"Aldreya is right," said Lannon. "Vote with your conscience."
Dallsa sighed. "I'm not a little girl, Lannon, so don't treat me like one. I realize I have a lot to learn, but I'm not stupid. I am voting with my conscience, with my heart, with my soul, and everything. I really see your point after what you said, and I have changed my mind. Simple as that."
"Fine," Aldreya muttered, glaring at Dallsa and Lannon. "We will ride forth immediately."
"Forgot to mention," said Taith, "that there's a girl lying in the woods. The dark-skinned girl with a lot of muscles. She's alive, but she looks sick or injured. She can't seem to get up or talk."
"It must be Bekka," said Dallsa, excitedly. "Lead me to her, Taith."
The rain had ceased, and a bit of sun broke through the clouds as Dallsa, Taith, and Daledus hurried off and carried Bekka into camp. They laid her in the back of a wagon, and Dallsa went to work trying to heal her. They hooked the wagon up to one of the horses, not wanting to leave anyone at camp considering what had happened last time. Taith joined Dallsa in the wagon.