Calia lifted a gentle smile and angled her head curiously. "Your work? Do you intend to change the impression of lycanthropy? Or Hircine worship?"

"Now I know you're jesting," Monderyn said regarding the dragon bones. He turned his eyes to the door and then to Rhazii. "Well...Rhazii. I suppose I'll have to get used to being your uncle. You're uh..."

Monderyn trailed off and didn't resume his comments until Fendros gave him a slightly concerned look. "Fendros, could I speak to you for a moment?" Monderyn said, flicking his eyes over nearer to one of the altars.

"Of course," Fendros said.

The two of them stood up and walked away from Ahnasha and Rhazii.

Rhazii looked up at Ahnasha, big eyed with confusion. "Mama, did I say something bad?"