"One of your siblings?" Myrym raised her eyebrows and scouted the room. Duma and Pahaliah had a vastly different build compared to each other and to Nasiah as well as the little girl.
However, that did not discredit what Pahaliah just said to her. It, for the most part, encouraged her, actually.
These people had an aura around them of someone so mysterious and powerful, and they had a high sense of self. A feeling that Nasiah himself gave out so casually.
"Yes, on the day of the birth of the Promised Prince, the stars themselves came down and blessed many folks, giving them immense power. As this was the byproduct of the Promised Prince's birth, she has seen to it that it's her responsibility to gather and train us."