"Ahhh." Otaohnacto nodded slowly, eyes almost sad, his reaction telling Damita that that last question made it more clear to him exactly what it was she was asking. Now he could imagine what she was feeling..she had been betrayed, and she wanted to know what the price of her life had been.<br/><br/>The old man sighed softly, chewing thoughtfully at a piece of chicken before answering. "Yes. Your father gifted you to the Jaega." He seemed to drift off into space for a moment, before looking straight at her, his colorless eyes identical to his son's. "Your father wanted the Jaega to promise peace...and to allow your people to use the Jaega River. Much gold there."