The court had assembled and I could only assume my grandfather summoned them. Humiliation burned inside me as my grandfather dragged me down the center aisle between the staring gathering of family. Flashing red-tinted faces, glowing amber eyes, elaborate costumes and polished horns whipped past, blurring the features of those watching with almost identical judgment on their pinched demon faces. I stopped kicking and screaming, allowing Henemordonin to escort me for ego's sake, though he ...