wouldn’t
be available on Sarran. Providentially, she did her grocery
shopping just before she fell ill and that she kept a well-stocked
larder and separate freezer and refrigerator. She found her boxes
filled with Earthen staples, fruit, vegetables and thank God,
coffee and chocolate.
I need to keep a small amount of each for the
fabricator.
By ten tines Syn assembled flour, brown
sugar, butter, vanilla, eggs, baking soda, salt, chopped pecans,
and chocolate chips for her version of Toll House Cookies. She
managed to find a bag of M&Ms and decided to give Nafer a treat
by adding those on top.
Naffie watched carefully as she sifted the
dry ingredients together, creamed the butter, and then added the
eggs. She followed by adding the chocolate chips, the chopped
pecans, and saved the M&Ms for the finishing touch. She mixed
the ingredients together gently but thoroughly and proceeded to
drop spoonfuls on her cookie sheets. She made a triple recipe so
that there would be some for the company to try in addition to the
peach pie and pear tart she planned to put up later. If fresh
Tierest fruit was available, it would make a fine strudel mixed
with her frozen raspberries. Luckily, she had several cans of
sliced peaches and pears as well as fresh apples. The turkey went
into a type of appliance designed to warm it to room temperature.
It didn’t resemble a microwave but seemed to perform the same
function.
Since both the Earthen and Sarran number
systems worked on a base ten, once she figured out the Sarran
temperature for freezing and for boiling it became easy to
extrapolate the oven temperature for her baked goods. In ten
minutes, the aroma of freshly baking cookies wafted through the
house. Syn then began a second fresh pot of coffee using Columbian
and Mexican Pinon coffee beans in combination with some finely
chopped unsalted pistachio nuts.
* * * *
While Syn and Naffie worked in the kitchen,
Bron and Zaron along with their security detail made a sweep of the
house with Duchess padding at their heels. When they reached the
office where the two Elders did most of their council business,
Duchess began to howl and claw at the floor. Zaron bent down to
soothe the agitated feline and got scratched for his trouble. He
was about to send out a mental call to Syn when the enraged feline
managed to pull up the offending floor tile. She carefully poked
her paw at what seemed to be a hole in the solid slab beneath the
tile.
One dainty white paw held up a listening
device.
Zaron snapped at Stoker and Garlance.
“Dispose of this immediately. One of you go the cooking center and
check on Her Highness and Naffie. We must report this to Juraens
and Mark.”
Stoker interrupted Zaron, “Juraens will be
here in a tine. I told them we managed the earlier situation;
however we need him as soon as possible this morning. We have a
security breach. No one has entered the suite since the incident.
We can show him the detritus and he and Dr. Stern can begin an
investigation. The few people you can absolutely trust will be
gathered here this moontine. You can make it known to them then.
Garlance and I will work with Juraens, his bonded, and the petite
beauty. They can help us search the rest of the manse; to be sure
we are safe. Inviting a team, even one of our own, increases the
risk of someone implanting another device.”
“So be it.”
::We almost lost our offspring and our
fem.::
::I didn’t think the BondStir reached so
deep, Dragon, it terrified me. Hold me, Zaron, let me feel you
against me.::
::Kiss me, Dearest.:: Zaron grabbed
Bron by the shoulders and pulled him into his lean, long muscled
arms. Bron’s thin, wide mouth covered Zaron’s with a hunger born of
need that simmered unchecked for too long.
The WarriorPair partially removed their
clothing. Bron went down on his knees to caress his lover’s member.
Zaron moaned as Bron’s mouth touched him. Bron worked quickly,
aware that they hadn’t much time. He ran his
be available on Sarran. Providentially, she did her grocery
shopping just before she fell ill and that she kept a well-stocked
larder and separate freezer and refrigerator. She found her boxes
filled with Earthen staples, fruit, vegetables and thank God,
coffee and chocolate.
I need to keep a small amount of each for the
fabricator.
By ten tines Syn assembled flour, brown
sugar, butter, vanilla, eggs, baking soda, salt, chopped pecans,
and chocolate chips for her version of Toll House Cookies. She
managed to find a bag of M&Ms and decided to give Nafer a treat
by adding those on top.
Naffie watched carefully as she sifted the
dry ingredients together, creamed the butter, and then added the
eggs. She followed by adding the chocolate chips, the chopped
pecans, and saved the M&Ms for the finishing touch. She mixed
the ingredients together gently but thoroughly and proceeded to
drop spoonfuls on her cookie sheets. She made a triple recipe so
that there would be some for the company to try in addition to the
peach pie and pear tart she planned to put up later. If fresh
Tierest fruit was available, it would make a fine strudel mixed
with her frozen raspberries. Luckily, she had several cans of
sliced peaches and pears as well as fresh apples. The turkey went
into a type of appliance designed to warm it to room temperature.
It didn’t resemble a microwave but seemed to perform the same
function.
Since both the Earthen and Sarran number
systems worked on a base ten, once she figured out the Sarran
temperature for freezing and for boiling it became easy to
extrapolate the oven temperature for her baked goods. In ten
minutes, the aroma of freshly baking cookies wafted through the
house. Syn then began a second fresh pot of coffee using Columbian
and Mexican Pinon coffee beans in combination with some finely
chopped unsalted pistachio nuts.
* * * *
While Syn and Naffie worked in the kitchen,
Bron and Zaron along with their security detail made a sweep of the
house with Duchess padding at their heels. When they reached the
office where the two Elders did most of their council business,
Duchess began to howl and claw at the floor. Zaron bent down to
soothe the agitated feline and got scratched for his trouble. He
was about to send out a mental call to Syn when the enraged feline
managed to pull up the offending floor tile. She carefully poked
her paw at what seemed to be a hole in the solid slab beneath the
tile.
One dainty white paw held up a listening
device.
Zaron snapped at Stoker and Garlance.
“Dispose of this immediately. One of you go the cooking center and
check on Her Highness and Naffie. We must report this to Juraens
and Mark.”
Stoker interrupted Zaron, “Juraens will be
here in a tine. I told them we managed the earlier situation;
however we need him as soon as possible this morning. We have a
security breach. No one has entered the suite since the incident.
We can show him the detritus and he and Dr. Stern can begin an
investigation. The few people you can absolutely trust will be
gathered here this moontine. You can make it known to them then.
Garlance and I will work with Juraens, his bonded, and the petite
beauty. They can help us search the rest of the manse; to be sure
we are safe. Inviting a team, even one of our own, increases the
risk of someone implanting another device.”
“So be it.”
::We almost lost our offspring and our
fem.::
::I didn’t think the BondStir reached so
deep, Dragon, it terrified me. Hold me, Zaron, let me feel you
against me.::
::Kiss me, Dearest.:: Zaron grabbed
Bron by the shoulders and pulled him into his lean, long muscled
arms. Bron’s thin, wide mouth covered Zaron’s with a hunger born of
need that simmered unchecked for too long.
The WarriorPair partially removed their
clothing. Bron went down on his knees to caress his lover’s member.
Zaron moaned as Bron’s mouth touched him. Bron worked quickly,
aware that they hadn’t much time. He ran his
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