tomorrows book

It would seem that Rori has gotten his life sorted out. The cancerous elements have been ousted from his clan, a clan that he is now proud to be called one of five co-leaders. All of his non-Cunāe friends are safely back in Lycea. His lessons as a follower of the goddess Meredith seem to be progressing and there are no imminent threats to be seen. Now he can finally relax and get back to leading the simple Cunāe life that he’s always envisioned. Except, if all of that is true, why isn’t he happier? What is this nagging feeling he can’t seem to shake? Could it be true that things were actually better when everything was a mess?