Evangeline looked at Galen. Instead of answering, she asked, "Are you the leader of the Frost-plain Tribe now?"
Galen gave a bitter smile and bit her lip. "Leader? I'm just helping the tribe where I can. The position of leader should be…" She paused, looking up at Evangeline before lowering her voice. "It should be Brother Lachlan's."
Lachlan had always been the most talented warrior in the Frost-plain Tribe. If he hadn't been targeted by the daughter of the Oasis Tribe's leader at a tribal gathering, he never would have ended up a Beastman with a shattered Star Pattern. The Frost-plain Tribe wouldn't have suffered such a cruel fate and endured so many terrible things. Now, so much had changed.
Although Brother Lachlan had reforged his Star Pattern and recovered his strength, he had also left the tribe.
He wanted to follow his female. He had no need for the position of leader of the Frost-plain Tribe.
Evangeline remained impassive, her face showing no emotion.
