Chapter 68: Late for a meeting.
The inside of the palace was all pink tiles. Sloan wasn’t surprised by the color choice. As he followed Octnavin and his advisor, Sloan gazed around the grand interior. Daris wrapped a tentacle around Sloan’s arm as they walked into a long wide hall with windows for a ceiling.
“This is called the Meeting Gallery,” Daris explained as he rubbed a tentacle over Sloan’s new tattoo.
Huge pieces of Octnavin’s Nebos decorated the walls in cascades of different shades of pink. Sloan gave the area a glance before he faced the alien baby he carried.
“Daris, what’s up with you?”
His alien child looked to the ceiling, and then a frown wrinkled his brow. “Up?”
“Why are you giving your creator a hard time?” Sloan dropped his voice while Octnavin talked briefly to a
