Jaghatai looked at the Aeldari in the distance.
There were not many of them, perhaps because they did not want to provoke humanity's distaste. They looked somewhat anxious.
Jaghatai recognized the makeup of their group at a glance. There were militant Craftworld Aeldari from groups such as An Losos and I Khaet, as well as survivors of Commorragh.
His gaze settled on the so-called Chosen of the Death. Even a mortal could easily see the worry on her face.
After the Eye of Terror had been razed, a considerable number of Aeldari hoped to rebuild their empire on Eidolon rather than wander from place to place aboard starships.
Many Aeldari supported this idea. Even the Exodites, who had returned to a primitive way of life, entertained similar thoughts.
But Yvraine and the other clearheaded Aeldari knew how foolish it would be to rebuild their nation between the Thunderhawk and the Imperium, especially when friction was visibly developing between the two.
They had come to confirm their alliance with the Imperium one final time. Afterward, they would leave this gathering storm behind.
Jaghatai gently stroked Isha's head, smiling down at her.
"Come on. Let's meet your people."
Isha nodded, looking at her people with conflicting emotions.
The towering Primarch's arrival immediately interrupted the Aeldari's argument. The Seers watched Jaghatai warily, while the survivors of Commorragh practically gritted their teeth at the ghost who had raced through the Webway.
Yvraine pulled herself together and approached.
"Greetings, Eagle."
"Have you come about the matter of Commorragh?"
Jaghatai shook his head gently, then gave Isha a nudge with his broad hand.
"This is a child I rescued from Daemons before leaving the Webway. She seems to have lost her memory and doesn't know where she came from."
Yvraine looked at this member of her