“Where are you taking her? Anya shouted after TeBron as he mentally asked Nafer to hold onto his belt.
“Home,” he answered succinctly as he turned to face Jonal and Tonas.
“Admirals, would you do us the honor of sharing moontine with us at Castle Air. Shall we say at nineteen tines? Please extend the invitation to Dr. Stern and Duke Juraens. Princess Anya, if you will, bring the Beast. There is much that necessitates discussion prior to council.”
Bron followed Zaron to the largest structure on the field.
“Zadda, we have to go back.” Nafer wiggled in Bron’s arms. “We forgot Duchess.”
Bron turned around and found the small, white beauty dragging a pillow-lined basket with a pink bow. Bron picked up the basket and the beauty with the silken coat leaped into Naffie’s arms.
::I don’t thin
