Warrior Agee, Captain of Queen Lisa’s Guard, and ask his advice. He will have invaluable insight in what it takes to guard a demanding female, and have no doubt, Jago, my Isis is going to be demanding.”
“I… my Lord… I am honored.”
“We’ll see how honored you feel when your actions are not only questioned by me, but by my male offspring, who, believe me, are going to be watching you closely.”
“Will they have the right to overrule me?” Jago asked.
“No. When it comes to my Isis’ safety, the only one that can overrule you is me.”
“Including Ull?” Jago pressed, knowing as the future Lord, Ull would feel he had the right to.
“Including Ull,” Oryon vowed.
“Then I will have no problem in dealing with them, my Lord.”
Oryon smiled at Jago’s confidence. The male had come a long way from the lost warrior that had presented himself to Oryon for training. He was now a warrior who Oryon was proud to say was from his House.”
“My Lord…”
The suddenly concerned look on Jago’s face had Oryon frowning. “What?”
“Smoke.” Jago pointed behind Oryon. “Coming from House Rigel!”
Spinning on his heel, Oryon scanned the area where Jago had pointed. There, just the thinnest trail of smoke came from a place it never should have been.
“Isis…” Oryon whispered, then took off running toward his House.
∞ ∞ ∞ ∞ ∞
Kaspar moved quickly through the halls of House Rigel, nodding to those who passed as though nothing were wrong. Those that saw him would believe he was heading to his chamber. As Master of House Rigel, he had his own chamber on the upper level of the Warrior’s Wing. He already knew he would not be going there. He had nothing there his credits couldn’t replace. He was actually heading to the door that gave males access to the old training fields. From there he would make his way through the forest until he reached Parmelee, the closest village to House Rigel. There he would be able to secure passage off Betelgeuse.
Hearing voices, Kaspar was about to ignore them. Then he suddenly recognized one as Vali's.
Daco ’ He didn’t have time to deal with Oryon’s second male. Vali would question what he was doing and he didn’t have that much time. Soon the blaze he started would be discovered.
Ducking into a dark corner, Kaspar watched as Vali directed four of Kaspar’s own males who were carrying furniture. Furniture!
Furniture was what had caused this problem! That and the fact that a female had discovered what he was doing with that furniture. If he had the time, he would make her pay for that.
Waiting until he was sure he wouldn’t be seen, Kaspar headed back the other way, toward the Common Wing of House Rigel, deciding he would use the door in the kitchen to make his escape. It would take him a little longer to disappear, but there was still time.
∞ ∞ ∞ ∞ ∞
“What are you doing in my kitchen?!!” Lajos demanded, seeing Kaspar enter during the busiest time of Lajos’ day. Lajos didn’t like Kaspar. He might run House Rigel but he didn’t run the kitchen. Lajos ran the kitchen and he allowed no one to disrupt it right before a meal was served.
“I am here because I wish to be!” Kaspar fired back, refusing to back down, even now. As far as Lagos knew, Kaspar was still the Master of House Rigel.
“No one interferes in my kitchen before a meal! Now get out! ” Lagos pointed toward the door.
Since Lagos was pointing to where Kaspar wanted to go, he said nothing, just glared at the male. Moving toward the door, a bag over his shoulder, heavy with his ill-gotten credits, he bumped into one of the kitchen trainees, knocking the bowl he carried to the floor.
“Galal!” Lajos screamed at the young male.
“I’m sorry Warrior Lajos. I did not see him,” Galal stuttered, dropping to his knees to clean up the mess.
“You unfit male!” Kaspar spat at Galal. “You will never become a warrior fit enough to serve
“I… my Lord… I am honored.”
“We’ll see how honored you feel when your actions are not only questioned by me, but by my male offspring, who, believe me, are going to be watching you closely.”
“Will they have the right to overrule me?” Jago asked.
“No. When it comes to my Isis’ safety, the only one that can overrule you is me.”
“Including Ull?” Jago pressed, knowing as the future Lord, Ull would feel he had the right to.
“Including Ull,” Oryon vowed.
“Then I will have no problem in dealing with them, my Lord.”
Oryon smiled at Jago’s confidence. The male had come a long way from the lost warrior that had presented himself to Oryon for training. He was now a warrior who Oryon was proud to say was from his House.”
“My Lord…”
The suddenly concerned look on Jago’s face had Oryon frowning. “What?”
“Smoke.” Jago pointed behind Oryon. “Coming from House Rigel!”
Spinning on his heel, Oryon scanned the area where Jago had pointed. There, just the thinnest trail of smoke came from a place it never should have been.
“Isis…” Oryon whispered, then took off running toward his House.
∞ ∞ ∞ ∞ ∞
Kaspar moved quickly through the halls of House Rigel, nodding to those who passed as though nothing were wrong. Those that saw him would believe he was heading to his chamber. As Master of House Rigel, he had his own chamber on the upper level of the Warrior’s Wing. He already knew he would not be going there. He had nothing there his credits couldn’t replace. He was actually heading to the door that gave males access to the old training fields. From there he would make his way through the forest until he reached Parmelee, the closest village to House Rigel. There he would be able to secure passage off Betelgeuse.
Hearing voices, Kaspar was about to ignore them. Then he suddenly recognized one as Vali's.
Daco ’ He didn’t have time to deal with Oryon’s second male. Vali would question what he was doing and he didn’t have that much time. Soon the blaze he started would be discovered.
Ducking into a dark corner, Kaspar watched as Vali directed four of Kaspar’s own males who were carrying furniture. Furniture!
Furniture was what had caused this problem! That and the fact that a female had discovered what he was doing with that furniture. If he had the time, he would make her pay for that.
Waiting until he was sure he wouldn’t be seen, Kaspar headed back the other way, toward the Common Wing of House Rigel, deciding he would use the door in the kitchen to make his escape. It would take him a little longer to disappear, but there was still time.
∞ ∞ ∞ ∞ ∞
“What are you doing in my kitchen?!!” Lajos demanded, seeing Kaspar enter during the busiest time of Lajos’ day. Lajos didn’t like Kaspar. He might run House Rigel but he didn’t run the kitchen. Lajos ran the kitchen and he allowed no one to disrupt it right before a meal was served.
“I am here because I wish to be!” Kaspar fired back, refusing to back down, even now. As far as Lagos knew, Kaspar was still the Master of House Rigel.
“No one interferes in my kitchen before a meal! Now get out! ” Lagos pointed toward the door.
Since Lagos was pointing to where Kaspar wanted to go, he said nothing, just glared at the male. Moving toward the door, a bag over his shoulder, heavy with his ill-gotten credits, he bumped into one of the kitchen trainees, knocking the bowl he carried to the floor.
“Galal!” Lajos screamed at the young male.
“I’m sorry Warrior Lajos. I did not see him,” Galal stuttered, dropping to his knees to clean up the mess.
“You unfit male!” Kaspar spat at Galal. “You will never become a warrior fit enough to serve
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