Sandro was forgotten when Sindra spoke in a witch-voice. Her face looked all funny and Genna stumbled backward, into Sandro. "Maegi," she whispered in awe as well as fright. Maegi and pirates and and ... oh this feast was far better than the other ones. Other cihldren would have run but Genna's curiosity outweighed the fear.
The gods had heard her in the wood and the hearttree... "Am I a child of the weirwood now?" she asked in a tiny voice. "Am I?" She looked up at Sandro as well.