meantime…”
Before she could finish, Lt. Roberts interrupted her.
“Sorry, Sir. What about the prisoners in the hold car? Are we doing anything with them, or leaving them as is?”
“Actually, we’re letting them go.”
The disbelief the statement caused was expected.
“We busted our asses rounding those prisoners up! What the hell do they mean…” This was from Lt. Roberts.
“…let them go my ass! I got a bladestem cut from the big one that’ll ache for days! That’s just frech …”
Theresa cut off the curse before it finished. She had allowed her team to voice their displeasure, but orders were orders. Holding up her hand in a gesture to silence her crew, she waited for the outcries to cease.
“Those were the orders. Last time I checked, this was the Queen’s Guard, and when we’re given an order, we follow it.” She raised her eyebrow inquiringly and got the response she had come to expect.
In one motion and voice, her team came to attention and answered.
“Yes, Sir!” The bellow turned heads all around them and Theresa saw the looks of respect and contempt. Unfortunately, she had come to expect the contempt also. The thought stayed only in her mind, but she knew her Aunt Sara had a lot to answer for.
Being niece to Queen Sara through her deceased mother, Gwen, never stopped Theresa from knowing what her aunt truly was. An evil entity to her core.
Theresa had then taken care of the prisoners herself explaining they were all free and it had been a bad misunderstanding. An inquiry would be convened soon, and she expected every one of them to be there. With Queen’s Guard or QG as it was often called, business taken care of, she would allow her team their freedom for the next twenty-four hours.
* * * * *
The following morning, her crew came back on time and ready for whatever lay ahead of them. All five of the men and women appeared to have come back renewed and enthusiastic. It relieved Theresa to see them a little more themselves.
“Next stop—Naralin.” The pleasant voice broke into her thoughts. It was a good thing too. She had begun to sink deeper into the memories of just how she had spent the night.
Shuddering in sensual delight, she got up to get her gear. She smiled as she thought fondly of the two men she had spent the night with. Strangers they may have been at the start of the evening, but by the end, she had been making plans to see Kyden and Dylan again.
“Captain. Will we be taking any of this along, or do you want me to sync it up to the Camp?”
The smile fading from her face, Captain Theresa Lawsai became Commander of her unit once more.
“Sync it, Second Capt. Dresden. We’ve got a long way to travel, and the animals don’t need the extra weight.” Moving off the transpo, Theresa strode to the livery where they had stabled their animals.
* * * * *
Shan Lin came out the other side of the Tear into Aranak and immediately gained his feet. Looking around suspiciously, he spotted Vincent still holding Shari clutched to his chest. Making his way to them, he did his best to keep the expression he held on his face neutral. Knowing he had little hope of keeping anything from his brother, Shan Lin still did his best.
“It’s all right, Shan Lin,” he heard Vincent say. “You can take her from here. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think we’d actually found our mate rather than the bride we were commanded to take. But that can’t be as I don’t seem to have the same covetous feelings you’re showing.”
Smiling smugly, Vincent gently transferred Shari into Shan Lin’s arms. Immediately Shan Lin’s inner-self shifted to a righted position. He could now look at his brother with everything inside him as it should be. There were no thoughts of violence running through him. He was at ease once more.
“Vincent. I wish I could explain…” Grimacing with shame, Shan Lin knew he need not. Vincent had already rifled through his mind.
A look of teasing
Before she could finish, Lt. Roberts interrupted her.
“Sorry, Sir. What about the prisoners in the hold car? Are we doing anything with them, or leaving them as is?”
“Actually, we’re letting them go.”
The disbelief the statement caused was expected.
“We busted our asses rounding those prisoners up! What the hell do they mean…” This was from Lt. Roberts.
“…let them go my ass! I got a bladestem cut from the big one that’ll ache for days! That’s just frech …”
Theresa cut off the curse before it finished. She had allowed her team to voice their displeasure, but orders were orders. Holding up her hand in a gesture to silence her crew, she waited for the outcries to cease.
“Those were the orders. Last time I checked, this was the Queen’s Guard, and when we’re given an order, we follow it.” She raised her eyebrow inquiringly and got the response she had come to expect.
In one motion and voice, her team came to attention and answered.
“Yes, Sir!” The bellow turned heads all around them and Theresa saw the looks of respect and contempt. Unfortunately, she had come to expect the contempt also. The thought stayed only in her mind, but she knew her Aunt Sara had a lot to answer for.
Being niece to Queen Sara through her deceased mother, Gwen, never stopped Theresa from knowing what her aunt truly was. An evil entity to her core.
Theresa had then taken care of the prisoners herself explaining they were all free and it had been a bad misunderstanding. An inquiry would be convened soon, and she expected every one of them to be there. With Queen’s Guard or QG as it was often called, business taken care of, she would allow her team their freedom for the next twenty-four hours.
* * * * *
The following morning, her crew came back on time and ready for whatever lay ahead of them. All five of the men and women appeared to have come back renewed and enthusiastic. It relieved Theresa to see them a little more themselves.
“Next stop—Naralin.” The pleasant voice broke into her thoughts. It was a good thing too. She had begun to sink deeper into the memories of just how she had spent the night.
Shuddering in sensual delight, she got up to get her gear. She smiled as she thought fondly of the two men she had spent the night with. Strangers they may have been at the start of the evening, but by the end, she had been making plans to see Kyden and Dylan again.
“Captain. Will we be taking any of this along, or do you want me to sync it up to the Camp?”
The smile fading from her face, Captain Theresa Lawsai became Commander of her unit once more.
“Sync it, Second Capt. Dresden. We’ve got a long way to travel, and the animals don’t need the extra weight.” Moving off the transpo, Theresa strode to the livery where they had stabled their animals.
* * * * *
Shan Lin came out the other side of the Tear into Aranak and immediately gained his feet. Looking around suspiciously, he spotted Vincent still holding Shari clutched to his chest. Making his way to them, he did his best to keep the expression he held on his face neutral. Knowing he had little hope of keeping anything from his brother, Shan Lin still did his best.
“It’s all right, Shan Lin,” he heard Vincent say. “You can take her from here. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think we’d actually found our mate rather than the bride we were commanded to take. But that can’t be as I don’t seem to have the same covetous feelings you’re showing.”
Smiling smugly, Vincent gently transferred Shari into Shan Lin’s arms. Immediately Shan Lin’s inner-self shifted to a righted position. He could now look at his brother with everything inside him as it should be. There were no thoughts of violence running through him. He was at ease once more.
“Vincent. I wish I could explain…” Grimacing with shame, Shan Lin knew he need not. Vincent had already rifled through his mind.
A look of teasing
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