“She can do that?” Ilapara asks, balking at the thought. Salo dips his head in a nod. “Among the privileges of the Hegemon is some measure of control over the ancestral talents. I assume her fragment has given her a limited form of this power, but I don’t imagine she can exercise it without cost to herself. The crown was never meant to be used that way.” “The crown is a blight on the world,” Jomo gripes. “Nothing good can come from anyone having that power.”
