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made a growling noise from the depths of his throat in some sort of salute to his leader before leaning over and whispering something in Archail’s ear.
Archail rose from the table and turned toward Sara. “It’s time to see some of my people off. Would you care to join me?”
Sara looked forward to leaving the cave for some fresh air, so she agreed straight away, although she couldn’t help but wonder who these people he mentioned were. She took another sip of the cold, juice-like purple drink Archail had given her before rising from the table to follow them. He’d told her earlier that the juice tasted just like water but was high in vitamins, so it would help her to digest everything she ate at a faster rate without any side effects. She didn’t relish repeating the experience of the first night when she had eaten that disgusting violet fruit that not only burned, but also acted like some sort of sedative.
On exiting the cave, Sara was faced with nineteen Pradorian males and a matched number of human females standing in a row. The females seemed different to her, as if they were in a trance. They stood very still and quiet next to the males, who let out low growls when they saw their leader.
Archail moved forward and raised his hands in front of his chest. “You have proven worthy. The great Prador will now accept you, and you may live within it. You must prepare your female mates for the blood ceremony of acceptance. My blessing is given. You may go. I will follow in fourteen risings of the moons for the completion of the ceremony with my mate, who will be willing and ready for the sacrifice.”
Sara almost jumped at the mention of blood ceremonies and sacrifices. She was ready to shout out that she definitely wasn’t willing to do anything like that, but Dar sensed her intention and grabbed her by the arm, squeezing it painfully, spitting his words out in a whispered tone only she could hear. “Don’t you dare speak out. You are a mistake.”
“ Let me go,” Sara whispered back, in pain as she tried to free her arm from the gigantic male’s grip. Meanwhile, the group of Pradorian males before them moved silently into the thick forest, the females following in step behind them.
Sara was about ready to knock Dar out when Archail turned and saw what was happening. He growled at Dar, warning his second-in-command to release his mate.
Dar backed away from Sara obediently. “She is not ready, my Vasil.”
“ She will be.” Archail pinned him with a cold stare, his yellow-flecked eyes almost daring Dar to defy him further.
“ She is a mistake, my great one. Consider the consequences.”
Sara’s stomach tightened as she listened to the two exchange words, because she knew they were talking about her. She really needed the answers that no one seemed willing to give her. She felt as if a cold hand was gripping her heart as she watched the two alien males stare each other down in some sort of private conflict.
“I will deal with the consequences, Dar, as they arise.” Archail waved a hand toward Dar in dismissal.
“ What’re you two talking about? I’m right here, and you two are talking about me like I’m some pet,” Sara protested, unable to hold her tongue any longer. Hearing these two males talking about her and the consequences made her head swim.
Dar stared at her as she spoke. He took a step forward, raising his hand as if preparing to strike her.
“Silence, woman!” ordered Archail instantly. He moved closer to her as if in warning, but he made no move to touch her like Dar just had.
Sara wanted to yell back at him, but she realized that Archail had placed his body at such an angle that he protected her from Dar’s advance.
“Very well, my great Vasil.” Dar sounded resigned as he stared back at Sara almost sneeringly and lowered his hand. He then turned to leave, heading toward a distant rock formation on the other side of the enigmatic lake.
“ What was all that about?”
Archail rose from the table and turned toward Sara. “It’s time to see some of my people off. Would you care to join me?”
Sara looked forward to leaving the cave for some fresh air, so she agreed straight away, although she couldn’t help but wonder who these people he mentioned were. She took another sip of the cold, juice-like purple drink Archail had given her before rising from the table to follow them. He’d told her earlier that the juice tasted just like water but was high in vitamins, so it would help her to digest everything she ate at a faster rate without any side effects. She didn’t relish repeating the experience of the first night when she had eaten that disgusting violet fruit that not only burned, but also acted like some sort of sedative.
On exiting the cave, Sara was faced with nineteen Pradorian males and a matched number of human females standing in a row. The females seemed different to her, as if they were in a trance. They stood very still and quiet next to the males, who let out low growls when they saw their leader.
Archail moved forward and raised his hands in front of his chest. “You have proven worthy. The great Prador will now accept you, and you may live within it. You must prepare your female mates for the blood ceremony of acceptance. My blessing is given. You may go. I will follow in fourteen risings of the moons for the completion of the ceremony with my mate, who will be willing and ready for the sacrifice.”
Sara almost jumped at the mention of blood ceremonies and sacrifices. She was ready to shout out that she definitely wasn’t willing to do anything like that, but Dar sensed her intention and grabbed her by the arm, squeezing it painfully, spitting his words out in a whispered tone only she could hear. “Don’t you dare speak out. You are a mistake.”
“ Let me go,” Sara whispered back, in pain as she tried to free her arm from the gigantic male’s grip. Meanwhile, the group of Pradorian males before them moved silently into the thick forest, the females following in step behind them.
Sara was about ready to knock Dar out when Archail turned and saw what was happening. He growled at Dar, warning his second-in-command to release his mate.
Dar backed away from Sara obediently. “She is not ready, my Vasil.”
“ She will be.” Archail pinned him with a cold stare, his yellow-flecked eyes almost daring Dar to defy him further.
“ She is a mistake, my great one. Consider the consequences.”
Sara’s stomach tightened as she listened to the two exchange words, because she knew they were talking about her. She really needed the answers that no one seemed willing to give her. She felt as if a cold hand was gripping her heart as she watched the two alien males stare each other down in some sort of private conflict.
“I will deal with the consequences, Dar, as they arise.” Archail waved a hand toward Dar in dismissal.
“ What’re you two talking about? I’m right here, and you two are talking about me like I’m some pet,” Sara protested, unable to hold her tongue any longer. Hearing these two males talking about her and the consequences made her head swim.
Dar stared at her as she spoke. He took a step forward, raising his hand as if preparing to strike her.
“Silence, woman!” ordered Archail instantly. He moved closer to her as if in warning, but he made no move to touch her like Dar just had.
Sara wanted to yell back at him, but she realized that Archail had placed his body at such an angle that he protected her from Dar’s advance.
“Very well, my great Vasil.” Dar sounded resigned as he stared back at Sara almost sneeringly and lowered his hand. He then turned to leave, heading toward a distant rock formation on the other side of the enigmatic lake.
“ What was all that about?”
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