The rumors had been whispered among the slaves, and they could all smell her, nothing more. Clearly, the scent of a Kaisae was distinctive, which meant she wouldn't be hard to find. The strange thing was that she'd gone unnoticed for most of her life, and only in the past year or so had her pheromones turned into a rallying call for her people. Then again, that had started in Anglia when she'd accepted her fate. The two things were probably tied closely together. It seemed to be how ayati worked.
