like Ishk.
Chapter Fifteen – Ishk
His world had shifted. Whatever human females did to Karalians, she had done to him. He wanted to hold her, to cradle her against his chest and kiss her. Kiss her . He splashed cold water onto his face. Why would he ever want to press his lips to any part of a human’s body?
Looking in the mirror, he tried to see if the change was noticeable, if the same face he had looked at for decades showed his apparent weakness. If it did, he could not see it. Slumping forward, he let the relief wash over him. Later he had to go to the tower for a council meeting. He would hate to have to look at the knowing faces of the Hier Ruler and the Hier Commander.
Shaking off the feelings of defeat, he stood straight, put his shoulders back and stared at himself. He was now going to walk out there as if this had not affected him. He could not let the female know of the profound effect she had on him.
He simply could not.
Opening the door, he saw she still lay on the bed, naked, her face buried into the pillow. She was crying. Was she crying? He couldn’t tell, he didn’t want to know.
The door was only ten paces away; he could reach it, without uttering a word. He didn’t care if she was well, if he had hurt her. It wasn’t his business. All he had to do was leave her alone. If he had hurt her, she would be thankful he had left her alone to recover.
Going to the kitchen, he boiled some water. He would make some tole . It was like their simcoff, only so much better. That might help her. It was probably the shock of having him inside her. She was what they call a virgin; it was one of the criteria for the lottery. So she had no experience of being with any man, let alone a Karalian.
He smiled at the irony. The arrival of the Karal and the chance to win the lottery had meant the amount of babies being born on Earth had dropped. More women were saving themselves for the aliens now. He had never thought of himself as a form of contraception. Maybe that was how they would save the human race.
For now, he would settle for making his human feel better. Stopping short, he caught his train of thoughts and cursed. She was not his human. Nor would he ever be her Karalian.
Chapter Sixteen – Evie
Evie wiped the tears from her face and pulled herself together. The whole thing had been so emotional and yet so unsatisfying. Her body still craved the release it felt cheated of. Her tears had nothing to do with him leaving her so soon after he had come inside her. It had nothing to do with him making her feel like a whore. A baby whore.
“I’ve brought you something to drink,” he said and she sat up, hiding her confusion and pulling the sheets over her body. He had no real feelings for her, so why did it matter so much, what he thought of her?
“Thank you,” she said accepting it from him. Although when she looked at the red liquid, she didn’t know if she wanted to drink it at all. “What is it?”
“It’s like your simcoff. But much better.” He sipped his as if to make her understand it wasn’t poisoned, or anything. Well, it did look like thin red blood.
“Where does it grow? Do you harvest it?” she asked, smelling it and then tasting the steaming liquid. It was hot, but delicious.
“It grows out across the desert plains. We can only go there at certain times of the year,”
“Do you ever go and harvest it, Ishk?” she asked, wanting him to share something, anything about himself, with her. Maybe if he did, she wouldn’t feel quite so like a lower life form.
“My father used to be a harvester. But it’s dangerous because of the heat.” He sipped his coffee and then put it down as though the taste of it was suddenly off.
“What do you do? Do all Karalians have jobs? The planet seems almost deserted.”
“We are scattered; it is best if we are widely distributed across our world. And yes, mostly we all have jobs. Although no one is made to work. But if you don’t, then
Chapter Fifteen – Ishk
His world had shifted. Whatever human females did to Karalians, she had done to him. He wanted to hold her, to cradle her against his chest and kiss her. Kiss her . He splashed cold water onto his face. Why would he ever want to press his lips to any part of a human’s body?
Looking in the mirror, he tried to see if the change was noticeable, if the same face he had looked at for decades showed his apparent weakness. If it did, he could not see it. Slumping forward, he let the relief wash over him. Later he had to go to the tower for a council meeting. He would hate to have to look at the knowing faces of the Hier Ruler and the Hier Commander.
Shaking off the feelings of defeat, he stood straight, put his shoulders back and stared at himself. He was now going to walk out there as if this had not affected him. He could not let the female know of the profound effect she had on him.
He simply could not.
Opening the door, he saw she still lay on the bed, naked, her face buried into the pillow. She was crying. Was she crying? He couldn’t tell, he didn’t want to know.
The door was only ten paces away; he could reach it, without uttering a word. He didn’t care if she was well, if he had hurt her. It wasn’t his business. All he had to do was leave her alone. If he had hurt her, she would be thankful he had left her alone to recover.
Going to the kitchen, he boiled some water. He would make some tole . It was like their simcoff, only so much better. That might help her. It was probably the shock of having him inside her. She was what they call a virgin; it was one of the criteria for the lottery. So she had no experience of being with any man, let alone a Karalian.
He smiled at the irony. The arrival of the Karal and the chance to win the lottery had meant the amount of babies being born on Earth had dropped. More women were saving themselves for the aliens now. He had never thought of himself as a form of contraception. Maybe that was how they would save the human race.
For now, he would settle for making his human feel better. Stopping short, he caught his train of thoughts and cursed. She was not his human. Nor would he ever be her Karalian.
Chapter Sixteen – Evie
Evie wiped the tears from her face and pulled herself together. The whole thing had been so emotional and yet so unsatisfying. Her body still craved the release it felt cheated of. Her tears had nothing to do with him leaving her so soon after he had come inside her. It had nothing to do with him making her feel like a whore. A baby whore.
“I’ve brought you something to drink,” he said and she sat up, hiding her confusion and pulling the sheets over her body. He had no real feelings for her, so why did it matter so much, what he thought of her?
“Thank you,” she said accepting it from him. Although when she looked at the red liquid, she didn’t know if she wanted to drink it at all. “What is it?”
“It’s like your simcoff. But much better.” He sipped his as if to make her understand it wasn’t poisoned, or anything. Well, it did look like thin red blood.
“Where does it grow? Do you harvest it?” she asked, smelling it and then tasting the steaming liquid. It was hot, but delicious.
“It grows out across the desert plains. We can only go there at certain times of the year,”
“Do you ever go and harvest it, Ishk?” she asked, wanting him to share something, anything about himself, with her. Maybe if he did, she wouldn’t feel quite so like a lower life form.
“My father used to be a harvester. But it’s dangerous because of the heat.” He sipped his coffee and then put it down as though the taste of it was suddenly off.
“What do you do? Do all Karalians have jobs? The planet seems almost deserted.”
“We are scattered; it is best if we are widely distributed across our world. And yes, mostly we all have jobs. Although no one is made to work. But if you don’t, then
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