one?" Karzac came forward.
"I guess." For a moment, she was four again to me, and needing comfort after a scraped knee or a disappointment of some kind. I leaned forward to kiss her forehead before Karzac placed the healing sleep. Garde carried her to the bed. I waited until both males were out of the room to remove the simple robe that wrapped her body as it lay on the bed. Eldevik would only rip her clothing away if he found her dressed. Smaller Thifilathi or no, in the heat of claiming they were beasts, plain and simple.
"She's ready," I walked out of the bedroom, finding Garde, Jayd and Karzac waiting outside with Eldevik, who was blowing curls of smoke from his nostrils. "Hurt her afterward," I poked a finger in his chest, "and I'll kill you myself." I flung away Jayd's hand and walked stiffly to the bedroom next door.
Kara was frightened but didn't say it. She'd always been more composed than Lara. You always think the older one might be calmer for some reason. Not so with my middle born. "Baby, Sheldevik will treat you well, I think." Sheldevik was one of only a few Croth that still lived. When he learned that he'd been selected as Kara's mate, he'd wept, never thinking that a female High Demon might come to him.
"Mom, how long will I feel bad?" Kara knew pain was coming. She'd talked with Glinda and me. Plus, she'd listened to her older sisters. She knew what to expect.
"Forrde0">&quo a few days. Baby, if you hurt, ask Karzac to take care of it, all right? Sleep through as much of it as you can."
"But Glinda told me you were leaving tonight."
"I know, honey. An old friend who works for your Uncle Lendill has come up missing. I need to find him if I can."
"But you won't come back here. Not to live."
"Honey, the other night I woke up and found myself staring at the same crack that's been in my bedroom ceiling for more than twenty years. I think it's a good bet that Garde doesn't have a crack in his bedroom ceiling. I'm tired of it. It's time for me to move on. Your younger sisters are away at school; you'll have a new husband and a new life. Mom doesn't have to be around that much, anymore."
"I love you, Mom."
"I love you too, honey." I kissed her forehead, too. Karzac, who'd stood by with Garde and Jayd this time, came forward and placed the healing sleep. Garde carried her to the bed. I removed the robe. Sheldevik was waiting outside the door, a worried look on his face.
"Treat her as carefully as you can, Shel," I said, and patted his arm. Jayd lifted an eyebrow at me but didn't say anything.
"It won't take long." Garde walked beside me as I headed toward the massive kitchen inside the palace to get something to drink. At that moment, straight bourbon sounded good. Garde was correct, it wouldn't take long before both Thifilathi would be roaring from the top of the palace or some other, similarly ridiculous place. As if they'd accomplished something. The females had accomplished something in my estimation, surviving the claiming.
"Reah, it seems I have a lot to apologize for," Garde began as I poured three glasses of bourbon. Jayd downed his right away.
"Garde, if you think I'll listen to apologies now, you are sadly mistaken," I said and gulped my glass of liquor.
"Tory asked about you."
"I don't care." I poured another helping of alcohol and drank that.
"Reah, you're still a citizen of Kifirin," Jayd said.
"If you think I'll ever bow my head to you again, you are just as mistaken as your brother," I snapped.
"That isn't what I meant," Jayd said. "I was letting my brother make the decisions where you were concerned, because I saw him as your kin. I see now that was a mistake. I should have stepped forward and protected a citizen of my realm. When you're done searching for your friend, come and see me. I will make sure that one of Kifirin's treasures is treated with proper respect and given what is due to her."
I laughed. He'd called me Kifirin's treasure. Even Kifirin didn't see me as that,
"I guess." For a moment, she was four again to me, and needing comfort after a scraped knee or a disappointment of some kind. I leaned forward to kiss her forehead before Karzac placed the healing sleep. Garde carried her to the bed. I waited until both males were out of the room to remove the simple robe that wrapped her body as it lay on the bed. Eldevik would only rip her clothing away if he found her dressed. Smaller Thifilathi or no, in the heat of claiming they were beasts, plain and simple.
"She's ready," I walked out of the bedroom, finding Garde, Jayd and Karzac waiting outside with Eldevik, who was blowing curls of smoke from his nostrils. "Hurt her afterward," I poked a finger in his chest, "and I'll kill you myself." I flung away Jayd's hand and walked stiffly to the bedroom next door.
Kara was frightened but didn't say it. She'd always been more composed than Lara. You always think the older one might be calmer for some reason. Not so with my middle born. "Baby, Sheldevik will treat you well, I think." Sheldevik was one of only a few Croth that still lived. When he learned that he'd been selected as Kara's mate, he'd wept, never thinking that a female High Demon might come to him.
"Mom, how long will I feel bad?" Kara knew pain was coming. She'd talked with Glinda and me. Plus, she'd listened to her older sisters. She knew what to expect.
"Forrde0">&quo a few days. Baby, if you hurt, ask Karzac to take care of it, all right? Sleep through as much of it as you can."
"But Glinda told me you were leaving tonight."
"I know, honey. An old friend who works for your Uncle Lendill has come up missing. I need to find him if I can."
"But you won't come back here. Not to live."
"Honey, the other night I woke up and found myself staring at the same crack that's been in my bedroom ceiling for more than twenty years. I think it's a good bet that Garde doesn't have a crack in his bedroom ceiling. I'm tired of it. It's time for me to move on. Your younger sisters are away at school; you'll have a new husband and a new life. Mom doesn't have to be around that much, anymore."
"I love you, Mom."
"I love you too, honey." I kissed her forehead, too. Karzac, who'd stood by with Garde and Jayd this time, came forward and placed the healing sleep. Garde carried her to the bed. I removed the robe. Sheldevik was waiting outside the door, a worried look on his face.
"Treat her as carefully as you can, Shel," I said, and patted his arm. Jayd lifted an eyebrow at me but didn't say anything.
"It won't take long." Garde walked beside me as I headed toward the massive kitchen inside the palace to get something to drink. At that moment, straight bourbon sounded good. Garde was correct, it wouldn't take long before both Thifilathi would be roaring from the top of the palace or some other, similarly ridiculous place. As if they'd accomplished something. The females had accomplished something in my estimation, surviving the claiming.
"Reah, it seems I have a lot to apologize for," Garde began as I poured three glasses of bourbon. Jayd downed his right away.
"Garde, if you think I'll listen to apologies now, you are sadly mistaken," I said and gulped my glass of liquor.
"Tory asked about you."
"I don't care." I poured another helping of alcohol and drank that.
"Reah, you're still a citizen of Kifirin," Jayd said.
"If you think I'll ever bow my head to you again, you are just as mistaken as your brother," I snapped.
"That isn't what I meant," Jayd said. "I was letting my brother make the decisions where you were concerned, because I saw him as your kin. I see now that was a mistake. I should have stepped forward and protected a citizen of my realm. When you're done searching for your friend, come and see me. I will make sure that one of Kifirin's treasures is treated with proper respect and given what is due to her."
I laughed. He'd called me Kifirin's treasure. Even Kifirin didn't see me as that,
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