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Casimir would only coddle me, and that wouldn't do." I wanted to weep at that memory—they'd discussed me as if I hadn't been in the room.
"Have you ever been coddled?"
"Not once in fifty-nine years. No."
"What are your earliest memories?"
"I said I wouldn't discuss that."
"Yes. You did say that."
I had to give him an A for effort, though. He was doing his best to bring those things out; it just wasn't working. We spent another hour, dancing around the topic of my past and only discussing what had happened since I'd been dropped off at the Queen's palace on Le-Ath Veronis.
"I have to go, but I'll be here again in two days." He was a bit frustrated at my lack of cooperation, but managed a smile anyway. He had other patients waiting at an exclusive clinic and couldn't stay to sort out my difficulties at the moment. People paid a great deal of money for therapy sessions with Dr. Kevis Halivar.
"Thank you for taking the time for me," I sighed. I wasn't sure any of his hard work might pay off in the end, either. There were reasons to keep my past in the past. I wasn't the only one threatened when I'd been abducted.
Chapter 5
"I have to bend time a little to get you to the Council meeting yesterday," Adam said as I was dressed in what the Queen might wear and my hair put up by a smiling servant after lunch. NorthStar had several people who worked there and this one, named Dria, was a kind (and damaged) soul. I knew Adam, Merrill and Kiarra had hired her, knowing she needed a comfortable home with little stress. She'd had plenty of difficulty in her life and required peace. She'd found it at NorthStar.
"That's perfect," I nodded at Dria as she took her hands away from my hair. The Queen's coronet sat on my head and my hair was styled nicely around it. It was a shame I'd look like the Queen the moment a Larentii arrived to change my features.
A Larentii came, but this one wasn't Connegar or Reemagar. Pheligar, Kiarra's mate, had come. "It aggravates me a great deal to do this," he muttered as he knelt beside my dressing bench.
"It aggravates me, too," I said as he placed long, blue fingers on my face.
"You will always be the same here." He placed a hand over my heart. I wanted to weep at his statement. Weeping was a luxury I couldn't allow myself. Nodding instead, I rose from the bench and accepted Adam's offered arm. We disappeared in a blink.
* * *
"High One," Pheligar nodded respectfully to Ferrigar, Head of the Larentii Council.
"Your visit is unexpected but welcome," Ferrigar said. Ferrigar was the oldest living Larentii, but still looked as young as he had when he'd gained his adulthood nearly three million years before. "What brings you to me?" Ferrigar asked.
"When did you last see your son, High One?"
"Kalenegar? It has been fifty thousand turns or more. Many young Larentii do not know he exists, he has been absent so long."
"I think you should try to contact him, High One."
Ferrigar stared in surprise at Pheligar. Surprise was an emotion Ferrigar seldom experienced. "Why is that?"
"I believe he needs to see someone."
* * *
Breanne's Journal
The budget. That's what we were discussing. And yes, it is just as boring as it sounds. It had gone on for hours, with arguments made for this improvement or that new project, until they arrived at an area that irked me. Had Gavin known how I felt about it, he would have slapped a hand over my mouth. As it is, he didn't and that's how things turned out as they did.
"The money from the palace tours cannot be budgeted elsewhere," I snapped, when discussions began on that particular item. Several vampires wanted to build information kiosks throughout Casino City with the money. "That money currently comes to me. I budget it as needed to the comesuli," I added.
"That is a drain on us," another vampire stood and whined. "It would better serve Casino City if we pumped that money back into its economy."
"Really?" I asked. He was aggravated at having to pay
"Have you ever been coddled?"
"Not once in fifty-nine years. No."
"What are your earliest memories?"
"I said I wouldn't discuss that."
"Yes. You did say that."
I had to give him an A for effort, though. He was doing his best to bring those things out; it just wasn't working. We spent another hour, dancing around the topic of my past and only discussing what had happened since I'd been dropped off at the Queen's palace on Le-Ath Veronis.
"I have to go, but I'll be here again in two days." He was a bit frustrated at my lack of cooperation, but managed a smile anyway. He had other patients waiting at an exclusive clinic and couldn't stay to sort out my difficulties at the moment. People paid a great deal of money for therapy sessions with Dr. Kevis Halivar.
"Thank you for taking the time for me," I sighed. I wasn't sure any of his hard work might pay off in the end, either. There were reasons to keep my past in the past. I wasn't the only one threatened when I'd been abducted.
Chapter 5
"I have to bend time a little to get you to the Council meeting yesterday," Adam said as I was dressed in what the Queen might wear and my hair put up by a smiling servant after lunch. NorthStar had several people who worked there and this one, named Dria, was a kind (and damaged) soul. I knew Adam, Merrill and Kiarra had hired her, knowing she needed a comfortable home with little stress. She'd had plenty of difficulty in her life and required peace. She'd found it at NorthStar.
"That's perfect," I nodded at Dria as she took her hands away from my hair. The Queen's coronet sat on my head and my hair was styled nicely around it. It was a shame I'd look like the Queen the moment a Larentii arrived to change my features.
A Larentii came, but this one wasn't Connegar or Reemagar. Pheligar, Kiarra's mate, had come. "It aggravates me a great deal to do this," he muttered as he knelt beside my dressing bench.
"It aggravates me, too," I said as he placed long, blue fingers on my face.
"You will always be the same here." He placed a hand over my heart. I wanted to weep at his statement. Weeping was a luxury I couldn't allow myself. Nodding instead, I rose from the bench and accepted Adam's offered arm. We disappeared in a blink.
* * *
"High One," Pheligar nodded respectfully to Ferrigar, Head of the Larentii Council.
"Your visit is unexpected but welcome," Ferrigar said. Ferrigar was the oldest living Larentii, but still looked as young as he had when he'd gained his adulthood nearly three million years before. "What brings you to me?" Ferrigar asked.
"When did you last see your son, High One?"
"Kalenegar? It has been fifty thousand turns or more. Many young Larentii do not know he exists, he has been absent so long."
"I think you should try to contact him, High One."
Ferrigar stared in surprise at Pheligar. Surprise was an emotion Ferrigar seldom experienced. "Why is that?"
"I believe he needs to see someone."
* * *
Breanne's Journal
The budget. That's what we were discussing. And yes, it is just as boring as it sounds. It had gone on for hours, with arguments made for this improvement or that new project, until they arrived at an area that irked me. Had Gavin known how I felt about it, he would have slapped a hand over my mouth. As it is, he didn't and that's how things turned out as they did.
"The money from the palace tours cannot be budgeted elsewhere," I snapped, when discussions began on that particular item. Several vampires wanted to build information kiosks throughout Casino City with the money. "That money currently comes to me. I budget it as needed to the comesuli," I added.
"That is a drain on us," another vampire stood and whined. "It would better serve Casino City if we pumped that money back into its economy."
"Really?" I asked. He was aggravated at having to pay
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