Ferocity, Lelelu, and Xiix had gathered for a status update on the Myaads from Empress Nalau. She and her crew had just returned.

“Lelelu, you were correct about them wanting to have the Rogsaars begin exploring again. But they’re going to take a different approach this time.”

“How so?” Lelelu asked.

“Now that their communications equipment has been upgraded, they’re going to research before they go – in other words… they’ll be avoiding infantile places like Earth.”

“That’s probably a very good idea. Poor Rogs was there alone for so long.” Lelelu said. “How are the young Myaads, is there any sign of aberidus?”

“Healthy, there are no signs of the disease in the hives. They’ve decided to continue repopulating with a new method. They are incubating Bivoors, Dumeers, and Rogsaars all in one hive, and using the other hives to stagger their development.”

“Interesting.” Xiix projected. “Is there still only one Queen per hive?”

“No, there are several now. They’re experimenting with rotating shifts. I think the shifts are a few weeks at a time. It seems like they’ve made great progress.”

“Do they need anything from us?” Lelelu asked.

“Yes, they’ve asked for help updating the Rogsaar ships that were recovered. I took the liberty of having a team of engineers from Ploosnar dispatched to Myaad. At this time I don’t think there’s anything else they need from us.”

“Excellent.” Lelelu said. “Ferocity, how was your trip to Dragona with Nguvu? You went for a type of ceremony with other young Dragons?”

Ferocity paused, looking down at the table while he gathered his thoughts. After a moment he looked back up and spoke. “Yes. When Dragons complete basic education the decision of what they will devote their lives to must be made. As you know, some of us are bonded, and some stay on Dragona to serve. The ceremony was for Dragons that aspire to be bonded. They will now leave Dragona, and live in seclusion as I did on Trella. But because Nguvu spent so many years in seclusion on the VReoria ship, she will not live in seclusion. This seemed to make her feel superior to the other Dragons.”

“Was there a problem?” Nalau asked.

“She was challenging her peers inappropriately, more specifically her male peers.”

“Oh, she was trying to establish that she’s just as fierce as the males?” Lelelu asked.

“Yes. How did you know?” Ferocity asked a little surprised.

Lelelu looked across the table at Nalau and they both smiled. “It’s a common trait in the females of species where the males are dominant.”

Ferocity didn’t know what to say so he just nodded his head.

Xiix helped them move on. “Will she be ready for bonding soon?”

“I am unsure,  Kwaii and I have discussed this many times. Because she was not raised as other Dragons, it is difficult to tell just how mature she is. In some ways her maturity far exceeds her age. But I am concerned about her temper.”

“Do you think she would be a danger to her bond?” Nalau asked.

“No. Absolutely not. But if anyone were to threaten her bond…” He paused, considering his words carefully. “…I suspect that she would use all available force to defeat them, rather than just enough force to handle the situation.”

“It sounds like she would benefit from training on Gaznzul.” Lelelu said.

This rendered Ferocity speechless for a moment. “A Dragon being taught self defense from Gaznzulians? She can breath fire and ice, and fly. I do not see what else they could teach her.”

“No, no, not self defense. I think what Lelelu is referring to is self discipline. They can help her learn self discipline.”

“I see your point and agree. It may be good for her, and unless anyone objects, I’d like her to accompany us on a few missions. I know it may seem early, but it might help to… humble her.”

“Since she was not raised by Dragons, she is already on a different path than you, and the others like you have taken. She is one of a kind, tradition and rules may not apply to her.”

“As always Xiix, you speak the truth with wisdom.”

“OK, moving on.” Nalau said. “Lelelu, do you have new challenges for us?” She asked.

“Of course. Have you heard of Jastea MJ?”

“In the Xeiwynia galaxy?” Xiix projected.

“That’s right.”

“The sun in one of the smaller solar systems is dying.”

“That’s right. And it’s having some very profound effects on Jastea MJ.”

“Jastea MJ is still inhabited?” Ferocity asked.

“Yes, a small population remained after the main evacuations. They assumed that they had a few thousand years before the sun actually died. I guess it was a group of what they call ‘science seekers’ that thought they would gain valuable information by monitoring the death of the red giant.”

“How many beings are we talking about?” Nalau asked.

“Around three hundred. We probably can’t fit all of them on our ships, but that’s not the worst part.” She unrolled her tablet and brought up an image of the solar system. “Their sun has expanded into a red giant much faster than they anticipated. It’s about to consume Jastea MJ.”

When she saw the image Nalau took a deep breath and let it out loudly. Ferocity moaned. And there was a general feeling of dread emanating from Xiix as they looked at the image of Jastea MJ. It looked like the atmosphere was being pulled toward the red giant.

Lelelu looked up at her peers. “No one will risk getting near the red giant to rescue them. They’re all going to die.” She paused and let that sink in. “And… yes it’s their own fault. I mean they challenged what M calls Mother Nature and they lost, they made a mistake. So will we leave them to die because they made a bad decision?”

“No.” They all said, or projected in unison.

“Good. We need a plan. How can we transport three hundred Jasteas?”

“Is there time for a Gaznzulian transport to get there?” Nalau asked.

“Probably not, they don’t use jump drives.” Lelelu answered.

“What is the final destination for the evacuees?” Xiis projected.

“The other inhabitants were relocated to Gcugrawa, not far from this solar system. I don’t know where they want to go, but I’m not sure it matters. The most important thing is that we get them off of a planet that’s about to be consumed by a red giant. And there’s another problem. I’m not sure if it’s solar flares or radiation, but communication with the surface seems to be intermittent at best.” Lelelu explained.

“Dragons.” Ferocity said. Everyone looked at him waiting for him to continue, to explain what he meant. “Dragons would be able to jump and get there almost instantly. Three hundred beings will fit in the cargo hold of a large transport ship.

“Dragona would be willing to help?” Nalau asked.

“Yes. The Great Assembly has agreed that it’s time for Dragona to end their seclusion. If no one objects I will contact them.”

“I don’t object but,” Nalau said “I’m concerned with the panic it may cause for Dragons to show up on the surface of Justea MJ. Most beings in the Universe aren’t sure Dragons are real.”

“Hmm I see your point.” Ferocity said. “Perhaps you, I and Xiix should appear first.” After seeing the look on Nalau’s face he revised his idea. “Or you could approach them first and explain to them that they have nothing to fear.”

“That could work.” She smiled at him. “When do we leave?”

“I’ll contact the Great Assembly on Dragona and have them meet us there. Lelelu will you be able to reach the Jasteas to tell them we’re on the way?”

She checked the current time. “Soon. They’re almost out of today’s communications blackout.”

“I think we should depart as soon as possible.  We could rendezvous with the Dragons here.” Ferocity zoomed in on a map of the solar system, drawing a circle with his finger around an area that was just beyond the reach of the red giant.

Nalau stood up. “My crew and I can be ready in less than an hour. We’ll meet you there.” As she manipulated her arm band to transport back to her ship Xiix also stood.

“Agreed.”

They both disappeared, heading to their ships to get ready for departure.

“Lelelu, do you need anything before I go?” Ferocity asked.

“No, thank you Ferocity. I’ll contact the Jasteas and tell them to expect you. Well, to expect evacuation.” She smiled at him.

He smiled and nodded, heading to the door.

“Why am I nervous?” Lelelu was pacing back and forth on the bridge of her new ship. Zri was seated in the command chair, just watching her.

“Lelelu.” He waited for her to stop and look at him. He stood up and went to her, embracing her. “You’re just excited. You thought you lost your father so long ago, and now you have him back.”

“You’re right. But it’s also being invited to Suus. They don’t invite many outsiders to the planet, I just don’t want to make a bad impression. I…”

“Lelelu, you’re not an outsider. You’ve worked personally with Ciic, you are the assistant to the Muse of Mischief, one of her dearest friends, and now your father has partnered with one of the Suus rescued from the VReoria. Relax, I assure you, they aren’t going to see you as an outsider.” He could feel her begin to relax, she sat down waiting for clearance to land.

“Excuse me, Lelelu.” Her communications officer approached. “You’ve been cleared to land, the shuttle is ready.”

Too nervous to speak, she stood and nodded before heading to the shuttle. Zri followed. She was too nervous to pilot the shuttle, she seated herself in the co-pilot’s chair and let Zri fly them down to the planet. As they neared the landing coordinates they’d been given, she could see an entire group of Suus gathered, waiting for her. They were flying the customary red banners used for ceremonies. Now she was really nervous. After setting the shuttle down, Zri stood and took her hand.

“Come Lelelu.”

She obeyed.

He led her to the side door, opened it, and allowed the ramp to descend. There was in fact a group of Suus waiting to greet her, and one of them was Ciic.

They made their way to the bottom of the ramp where Ciic and Muum greeted them. “Lelelu, Zri, on behalf of Suus, I welcome you both. And offer our sincere gratitude for rescuing some of us from the Vreoria.” She stepped forward and embraced Lelelu first, then Zri. Muum presented her with a huge bouquet of Leel flowers, the vines were woven together to create a handle with a complete sphere of flowers hanging from it. The smell was intoxicating.

“I know that you have much lost time to make up for with your father. We won’t keep you.” Ciic turned toward a small crowd.

“Ciic, thank you for allowing us to visit Suus. It is an honor to be here.” Lelelu said.

Ciic looked back toward her. Projecting only to Lelelu, she took her arm with her upper arm and encircled her waist with her lower arm. “I consider you to be family Lelelu. Should need anything, you have only to ask.”

Before Lelelu could respondIysuno came rushing forward with Faaf beside him. Ciic and Muum stepped back.

“Le!” He exclaimed, scooping her up and holding her. When he finally let her go, he stepped back and looked at her beaming with joy. He turned to Zri. “Commander Zri, thank you for coming.” He took a slight step back and with his arm around her, he presented Faaf. “And you both remember Faaf, now my wife.” He looked at Lelelu to see her reaction to the news that he had remarried. The only emotion her face displayed was joy. Her mother had lived a long, full life – why shouldn’t her father have a partner now that he was back?

“Thank you both for coming to Suus. We are honored to receive you.” Faaf projected.

Lelelu handed her bouquet to Zrie and went to her, and embraced her. “Thank you Faaf, I’m so pleased that you and Baba are together.”

As the pleasantries died down, Ciic came forward again. She reached for Lelelu’s hand, “I hope that you will join us at the palace for a reception this evening Lelelu.”

“Thank you Ciic, we will be there.”

The small crowd dispersed, and they headed to Faaf’s home. The walk was enjoyable, Suus is a very clean, heavily floral planet. It’s also a very safe place. Lelelu and Zri could feel eyes upon them as they walked, but there was not hostility in the stares, only curiosity. They arrived at a small residence, tucked away on a path with many others that looked similar. Each had a stone wall and a wooden gate. When they arrived Faaf opened the gate, Lelelu and Zri stepped into the courtyard. It was overwhelming – like stepping into a different world.

“This is amazing Faaf!” Lelelu exclaimed.

“Thank you Lelelu. I am honored to have a home such as this. It is very similar to the home I had before, before I was captured.” She paused, momentarily overtaken by memories of the decades she spent in a stasis tube on the VReoria specimen ship. “Luckily Iysuno is also passionate about gardening, we enjoy cultivating here in the courtyard.”

The courtyard will filled with a variety of flowers, most of which Lelelu had never seen. There was every color and shape imaginable. Along the fence line to the left she noticed a vine that was growing long bean pods.

“Are those atus beans, like we grew in the garden when I was a child?”

“Ah yes!” Iysuno said, heading over to the vine. He was very proud of them. “This is one of our experimental plants, and it’s been a great success.”

“Experimental?” Zri asked.

“Uh-huh, you know that Suus sustain themselves on vapors, but I need actual food. We’ve been experimenting with plants that create food for me, and flowers that can be vaporized for Faaf. Sort of allowing us to ‘eat together’ even though we have such different needs.”

“The vapor created from the flowers of the atus bean are surprisingly flavorful. It is unlike anything here on Suus, sort of hot.” Faaf projected.

“Hot like spicy?” Lelelu asked.

 “Yes, I think spicy would be the correct description. Suus do not have anything like this. We’ve shared it with friends, and it has been well received. Others are now growing the vine here on Suus.”

“Oh I see. You two are becoming trendsetters here on Suus.” Lelelu teased.

Faaf looked at Iysuno and her eyes sparkled. It was as close to a smile as a being with no mouth could get. Lelelu assumed they had shared a private moment via telepathy.

“Let’s go in, we can continue our visit inside. I want to show you the plans for the greenhouse and garden we’re adding on to the house on the Planet of Portals. Are you hungry?” Iysuno asked.

“No Baba, we’re fine.” Lelelu said as they all followed him into the house. She was happy to see that her father seemed to have recovered from being held in a stasis tube for decades – recovered physically at least. Lelelu knew that having a partner who had suffered the same incarceration would be a benefit to his emotional recovery, she felt a weight lift as she realized that Baba would be fine.

They sat in the living room, sipping tea and reviewing the plans for the greenhouse addition that was to be built onto the house that Lelelu had grown up in.

“This tea tastes like jasmine, the tea that M gets on Earth.”

“Yes, it is the same. After The Muse of Mischief shared the tea with Ciic, she began to cultivate it here on Suus. Vapor from the jasmine flowers are enjoyed by many here.”

“Well, we should prepare for the reception. It’s not everyday that we’re invited to a reception at the palace!” Isyuno said, gather up the tea cups.

The next morning the group once again gathered around the huge table in the dining room of the house on Misko. The Muse of Mischief had already told Zri about their concerns for Wisssi and Nguvu, and Empress Nalau had of course heard the details from Emperor Bartala. Agent Brzko had brought Ferocity up to speed the night before. They began the morning by explaining the situation to the others. Once they were up to speed, Zri explained the steps they’d taken to ensure Wissi’s safety.

“He will have a Gaznzulian guard with him at all times. They’ll be clothed in the uniform of the Ploosnarian palace guards, in order to attract less attention. Wisssi has also been fitted with a personal alarm. It’s similar to your armbands but his does not provide any transport, instead, it simply sounds an alarm. I’m not sure that he really understands what an emergency is yet, but Emperor Bartala assures me that they will work on this.”

Lelelu and M both looked toward the Empress to see if she had anything to share about her son’s safety. At first it didn’t seem that she did, but after taking a moment she addressed the group.

“I’m confident that Bartala will be able to teach Wisssi how and when to use the alarm. I find it sad that these conversations need to happen with my son at such a young age. But as the future Emperor, it was inevitable that he would need to be made aware of his personal safety at some point.” She said.

The group stayed silent for a few seconds, giving the Empress a chance to continue. She did not have anything else to say, so Brzko spoke up.

“Ferocity, what did you decide about speaking to the Great Assembly on Dragona?”

“I spoke with Kwaii. I did not want to bring our concerns to the Great Assembly yet. Kwaii has agreed to that I am to be recognized as the official guardian for Nguvu. Although her upbringing is different than other Dragons, she is to be groomed for a bond. She is to be bonded to Ezopica Mischievous Wisssdartai of Ploosnar.” He paused and looked across the table at Empress Nalau. This was the first time the bonding had been confirmed.

The Empress was speechless for a moment. “Thank you Ferocity. Please extend Ploosnar’s gratitude to Kwaii.”

“I will Empress, I presume you will inform the Emperor?”

“With pleasure.”

The conversation momentarily lagged, Lelelu took the opportunity to move the conversation along. “OK, so if Wisssi and Nguvu are reasonably protected, what’s the next step. What are you and Agent Brzko planning to do next?”

M looked down the table toward her faithful assistant. “You know me well Lelelu. Brzko and I are thinking of exploring the portals on Clyrea X9. We’d like to meet other Clyreans, to…. Uh ‘validate’ the information we received. And supposedly we can only be near them on Clyrea X9, so that’s where we’ll start.”

“I know that you don’t need a ship to get there, but I’d like to orbit the planet while you’re gone. I was just barely able to communicate with you while you were on the surface. I’ve boosted my com signals, so I might be able to get through the interference now. And I’d like to keep watch for the VReoria.”

M looked at Brzko to see if he wanted to respond. He did. “Even though I don’t think the VReoria can get to the planet’s surface, that’s a good idea Zri. And appreciated. We don’t want to be surprised by the VReoria. But you have to promise to jump out of there if you detect VReoria, we can’t have them capture you.”

Zri nodded, accepting the terms.

“Lord Brzko, you said that you could each take one being with you…” Ferocity said.

“I think I know where you’re headed with that Ferocity, and you know I always prefer to have you with me, I don’t think it would be wise on our first mission.” Everyone stayed quiet, hoping for more of an explanation. Brzko obliged them. “Each of the portals is guarded by a Hekwagter Gatekeeper, an AI being that can be difficult. We need to get comfortable with them first. And we’re not sure how other Clyreans would react. We just found the planet, we wouldn’t want to offend anyone so soon.”

“I understand.” Ferocity said.

M looked around the table, she could tell that Numia had something to say. But she was not yet comfortable enough to address the group without being called upon. “Numia? Is there something you’d like to ask?” M said.

“Thank you Muse of Mischief. Yes. Will you be looking for something specific as you explore the portals?”

“If you mean, will we be looking for the universe that you’re from, yes. That is one of our goals. Your home planet is called Keatera?”

“Yes, that is correct.”

“What is unique about it – for example Ploosnar is vividly blue and full of roinad.”

“Half of the planet is uninhabitable – the atmosphere at the northernmost pole is in constant turmoil. ‘Storms’ I think you would call them.”

“OK, that might help us to find it.”

Again the conversation lagged. Xiix took the opportunity to seek direction. “I understand that Zri will be in orbit around Clyrea X9 while you are exploring. What would you like the rest of us to accomplish?” He projected.

“We may not be gone long, but in case we are – there are still evacuees on Gaznzul that need to be taken home, or relocated to new homes. Please continue to aid them. And Lelelu, I assume there is no shortage of requests for help?” M asked.

“Never. Afrit has even asked for our help, again. It seems he needs a ride home to Jinn.”

M really wanted to say something about Afrit, but managed not to. “Prioritize the requests and do what you can. I think you should stay here on Misko – that will leave three ships to work with. Work together to decide if you should handle things alone or as a group.”

Everyone at the table nodded in confirmation. The plan was understood.

“Anything else?” Agent Brzko asked.

“Two things.” Lelelu said. “The Myaads have requested a meeting. I think they are looking for some advice on how to re-initiate the Rogsaar explorations. And Iysuno has been invited to take up permanent residence with Faaf on Suus. They will actually split their time between her home on Suus and his home here on the Planet of Portals, but you know what an honor it is for him to be accepted on Suus. I’ve been invited to visit Faaf’s home. I’d like to go before you leave.”

“Of course! That’s an honor you can’t pass up.” M said. “When were you planning on going?”

“As soon as we’re done here today. Zri, will you accompany me?”

“Yes. ShyUst can prepare my ship for the Clyrea X9 trip while I’m gone.”

The time that the Muse of Mischief and Agent Brzko had been out of contact with their team had been very stressful for Zri. He’d spent almost the entire time pacing back and forth, across the bridge of his ship. When they returned to the bridge, he did something he rarely does, and never in front of his crew, he displayed emotion.

He rushed over to M and grabbed her. “Muse of Mischief, you’re back!” He released her, stiffened slightly, gaining control of his emotions, and turned to Brzko. “Agent Brzko, I’m relieved to see you.” He said, extending his hand and grasping Brzko’s elbow.

They stood looking at each other, M finally broke the silence. “I think we should gather everyone together so that Brzko and I only have to go over this once. Zri, can you have them all transport here?”

“Of course, of course.” He looked at ShyUst who was already on it.

Ferocity was the first to arrive. “Lord Brzko!” He said telepathically, as he embraced his bond.

It took less than two minutes for them all to arrive, they headed down to the lower level of the ship. The room that had been set for the group’s comfort on the trip to Trella has been returned to it’s normal, slightly sterile state. The sofas have been replaced with a large meeting table. The Muse of Mischief, Agent Brzko, Ferocity, Nalau, Numia, Lelelu, Zri, ShyUst, and Xiix were all seated at the table.

M started to explain what they’d learned, or most of it anyway. “We learned a few things, but ended up with more questions. But here’s what we do know – Brzko and I are Clyrean, but this place is not where we’re from, it’s not even a planet.”

This piqued everyone’s interest.

Brzko jumped in, giving M a chance to take a sip of water. “The World Engine is a series of portals that lead other universes. There doesn’t seem to be any kind of map or guide to the other universes so it would be difficult to use the place to track the VReoria.”

“Is this place how they travel in multiverse?” The Empress asked.

“No.” M answered. “Only Clyreans can access Clyrea X9, well other beings can but they would need to be with a Clyrean. We were told that the VReoria exploit fractures between universes in order to travel between them.

“Told?” Ferocity asked.

“Yes.” Brzko started to answer.

M sent him a telepathic thought, “Don’t mention Wisssi or Nguvu yet.”

“Told.” He continued without missing a second. “We met two other Clyreans, Agent Qmkos and the Muse of Banter.” He let that sink in for a second, but before he could continue, Numia raised her voice.

“Excuse me, may I speak?”

“Of course Numia, you don’t need to ask for permission first, you’re one of us.” M said.

“Thank you Muse of Mischief. Is there any chance of using these ‘portals’ for me to return to my home? She asked.

“We’re not sure yet. It seems like it, but it wouldn’t be easy since universes don’t have official names and there doesn’t seem to be any sort of guidance system.” M said.

“Oh I understand.” Numia said, leaning back in her chair.

“We would have to investigate each universe to see if it’s ‘the one.’ If we could find a way to get information from other Clyreans, and figure out a way to quickly identify the universe we’re looking for, that would speed the process.”

“Other Clyreans? Did you meet anyone other than the two you already mentioned?” Zri asked.

“No.” Brzko answered. “We’re not even sure how, or if we could contact other Clyreans. They told us that there is a certain ‘friction’ when we are near each other, and that Clyrea X9 somehow stifles the friction. I suspect that was the cause of the lightning when we first arrived on the surface.”

“So do you think what Baba said his grandfather told him about Clyreans scattering around the Universe is true?” Lelelu asked.

“Yes and no. Clyreans are scattered, but it could be intentional, not due to any actual event. And it’s not just throughout this Universe, it’s all universes.”

“We’re landing now.” Ferocity projected to Agent Brzko and the Muse of Mischief. They headed out, so they would be there when they landed. Xiix was still recovering from his overindulgence.

The rear ramp descended from the back of Ferocity’s ship. He walked down the ramp, Nguvu followed a step behind him. “Lord Brzko, Muse of Mischief, I’m sure you remember Nguvu.” He said, motioning for her to step forward.

“Thank you for granting me the opportunity to live with Ferocity Muse of Mischief and Lord Brzko, I am in your debt.” She said, bowing her head. She was very different from the terrified, feisty little Dragon they had recently pulled out of a stasis tube on a VReoria ship.

“Welcome to Misko Nguvu.” Brzko said, extending his hand.

Whotov, with the impeccable timing of a seasoned butler, arrived, “Nguvu. Welcome. It’s good to see you again. If you will follow me, I’ll show you to your quarters so you can settle in.”

She nodded toward M and Brzko, then Ferocity, before dutifully following Whotov into her new home.

“How was the trip Ferocity?” Brzko asked.

“Fine.” There was something about his tone.

“But….” M inquired.

Ferocity looked past them, over the edge of the island to the shwarth sea, considering his words. “Dragona has a different feel now that Dragons have come out of hiding and taken a place in the Universe.”

“And do you think that’s a good thing?” Brzko asked.

“Yes. It’s long overdue.”

M and Brzko waited to see if he had more to offer, but he didn’t. He needed time to adjust to the idea of Dragons no longer isolating themselves.

“If you don’t need anything right now Lord Brzko I’d like to see how Xiix is. Maybe he’s ready to move into his new home. And I’d like to take Nguvu flying later. I need to assess her abilities.”

“Of course, we don’t need anything.”

“I take it you went to Ploosnar?” Agent Brzko had just returned home to Misko. The Muse of Mischief was at the kitchen table eating lusimis, drinking espidrun and reviewing correspondence.

“What makes you say that?”

“Because it looks like you’re a few espidruns ahead of me.”

She grinned at him. “You’re right. Here.” She offered him her glass. He gladly took it and poured another, taking a seat at the table.

“Did you hear what they found in Traphus?”

“Yes, I was just talking to Zri about it.”

“I wonder how many portals there are leading to, or from, akenn kote.”

“Me too.”

“I also wonder if they’re all on Jinn.”

“I have a feeling we’ll never know.”

“Will Nalau be back in time to leave for Clyrea X9 tomorrow?”

“Yes, they’ll be back later today. Having the jump drive technology from Dragona is really helpful.”

Brzko sat down at the table. “I agree. Did you hear Xiix’s house is finished? I think he’s settling  in now.” Brzko said, refilling her glass and keeping it for himself.

“Oh I’m sure. Did you see the size of his greenhouse?”

“I know, it’s the biggest part of the house.”

“Luckily for him, Ferocity lives right next door. He won’t have to venture very far for philosophical conversations.”

“Philosophical conversations? What have they been talking about?”

“They seem to be having a great time when I was over there earlier. They were in the midst of a deep conversation – debating the origins of Ploosnarian opera. Xiix thinks it sounds like the melody of a bird found in the forests there, and Ferocity thinks it sounds like screams of a dying Koblenipi.”

Brzko was laughing so hard that espidrun came out of his nose. He put the glass down. “I don’t even know what a Koblenipi is, and I find that hilarious.”

“It’s basically a wild boar, found on Ploosnar.”

“So then Ferocity is not a fan of opera?”

“At least not Ploosnarian opera.”

“Did you see the thank you that Princess Cluthea sent?” M asked, getting up to get another glass.

“Briefly, is it here?”

M slid something that looked like a folded note across the table to him. Princess Cluthea had written a note to them on a leaf from a Neter tree.

“I’m glad to hear that she was able to reconnect with her parents. It sounds like Queen Eyjdra was serious when she threatened to leave the King if he didn’t accept their daughter’s marriage to a Blenia.”

“Sometimes the females just have to put their foot down.” M winked at him.

“Ha! Like you ever have to do that with me. This leaf is really amazing, it seems dry but it’s still flexible – and I love the color. How do you feel about framing it?”

M didn’t answer, she just shifter her eyes to the perfectly sized, empty frame leaning in the corner.

“Always a step ahead, I love that about you M.”

“Yeah well, I’m female… not feeble.”

“That you are. I was thinking about checking on Ferocity and Xiix, want to go?”

“Sure.”

“Ferocity. Are you up for some company?” Brzko reached for his dragon telepathically.

“Yes please Lord Brzko. Xiix and I discovered something that you should probably see. We’re in the library.”

Brzko looked at M to see if she had picked up Ferocity’s answer. She had – they both went to Ferocity’s library.

Xiix was sitting on a stool, he was slumped really. Since they both had tails, the furniture that Ferocity had selected also provided comfortable accommodation to a Suus.

“What’s wrong with Xiix?” M walked over to him, thinking there must be something seriously wrong with him. “Xiix, can you hear me? Are you OK?”

“Fine, fine, fine. Oh my.” He projected back.

“What’s wrong, are you ill?”

“Espidrun.”

She turned toward Ferocity. “He’s a Suus, how could espidrun have an effect on him? He can’t drink it.”

“The blue steam is basically a vapor.” Ferocity projected.

“Oh shit, he’s drunk!” M’s hands flew up to cover her mouth.

Ferocity and Brzko both laughed.

“Xiix, are you OK, do you need anything, how do you feel?” M asked.

“I feel marvelous! I see why you drink espidrun now. But… But… four is too many for me. Next time I want to stop at two. Wait….” He grasped the edges of the stool he was sitting on with his lower arms and sat up straight. “If Ciic finds out what I’ve done, there won’t be a next time. I don’t know what she will do, I’ve never heard of a Suus misbehaving to this degree, I just wanted to celebrate my new home with Ferocity. Oh no, I’m doomed. I will be banished.” He slumped again.

Agent Brzko stepped forward to handle this, projecting calm as he spoke telepathically. “Xiix, that’s not how we do things around here. We’re a tight group and we watch out for each other. Ciic won’t hear about you from us, what you tell her is your business.”

Xiix sat up straight again and looked at Brzko, blinking his eyes a few times. He stood, and extended all four of his arms, intent on embracing all of them. “I love all of you. I finally feel like I belong here, I’ve found my home.” They shared a momentary group hug. “OK, Xiix sleep now.” He turned and headed to the guest room without another word.

Whotov appear right away, “Do you require anything master Ferocity?”

“No, thank you Whotov. I’m going to leave for Dragona soon.”

“Very good then, I will be here to help Xiix should he require any assistance.” Whotov turned around and headed for his quarters.

“We’ll see you when you get back with Nguvu.” Brzko projected as he and M left.

“The Muse of Mischief, Your Majesty.” The palace guard announced as she reached the top of stairs and Emperor Bartala stepped out of the palace with a rug rat in tow.

“Autuania, Autuania, Autuania!” Wisssi called running to her. She whisked him up and twirled him around.

“Ezopica Mischievous Wisssdartai you are getting big! How are your piano lessons going?” She asked setting him down.

“Good.” He trotted off saying something about playing the piano.

M embraced her old friend. “Bartala, how are you?”

“I’m fine M. Is everything OK?”

“Yes, Nalau is fine if that’s what you mean.”

“It is. She said the trip to Earth was successful and she would be home later today.”

“Yes, the mission was successful. Did she tell you it was Afrit the Great of Jinn?”

“Yes, what was he doing on Earth?”

“It’s a long story. I’ll let your wife fill you in on the details. I’m really just here to raid the kitchen with my old pal, it’s been too long.”

Bartala lit up. “Fantastic! I could use some fun. Let’s go find Wisssi. He’s probably playing the piano, waiting to show his Autuania his latest song.”

Sure enough. The young pianist was playing something that sounded classical, Motzartesque, when they entered the green sitting room. He played for a few more minutes and then jumped off the bench, bowed dramatically and declared the end of his performance with an enthusiastic “Ta da!”

“Bravo, Bravo!” M said clapping.

He was delighted to have pleased his Autuania, but he was done performing. He went over to the corner of the room where a small table held a three dimensional puzzle and settled in with a serious look of determination.

“He’s been focused on that for a few days now. It’s a Xinood puzzle, a gift from G’ist.”

“How are G’ist and Rogs? And G’saar?” She said the name G’saar with a little question, as though she weren’t sure she had correct hame.

“They’re all doing well. G’saar is even bigger! He is growing so quickly, they must employ a full time tailor to keep up with him.” 

“Speaking of tailors, how is Scomia adjusting to life on Ploosnar? Is she getting along with Kilome?”

“Yes, they are very close. In fact Kilome registered the documentation needed to make Scomia his official heir. He said he wanted to make sure that she’ll be cared for should anything happen to him. I told him that the palace would always provide for her but I think part of the reason he did it was to make sure that she knows she belongs here, with him.”

“Oh that’s great. So she adjusted to the Ploosnar schools OK?”

“She’s a little behind the other students in language, but her mathematics knowledge exceeds that of her peers.”

“Good. I’m glad she’s not so far behind that she’s uncomfortable. So how are you old man?” M said asked.

“Ha! I’m no older than you.”

“Yeah, but you’re a dad and I might be immortal.”

Bartala laughed and finished his drink. “I’m doing well. I’m very thankful that I’ve got Wisssi now that Nalau has found a new calling. Or did Nalau find a new calling because I had Wisssi? Hmmm. Either way, the palace seems quite large when you’re alone. But I’m hungry. Hey Wisssi, let’s go raid the kitchen with your Autuania.”

“Hey when he’s old enough maybe he can take over for you and you can work with Nalau. She’d probably give a place in her crew. Well, after you went through some training.”

Bartala opened his mouth to respond but couldn’t think of a good come back. Instead he just laughed. They laughed like old times, when they were young and free of responsibilities as they headed to the kitchen. Wisssi wasn’t sure what ‘Raid the kitchen meant’ but he wasn’t going to miss a chance for adventure with his Autuania. He followed them down the hall.

M got to the kitchen first and peaked around the door. She put her finger up to her lips and looked at Wisssi “Shhhhhhh, the coast is clear.” She whispered.

He just stared at her with his huge, bright blue eyes as she opened the door and motioned for him and Bartala to enter. She scooped him up and plopped him down on the counter across from the main refrigerator while Bartala started removing containers and setting them on the counter next to Wisssi.

M uncovered one of the containers, it was filled with lusimis. “Mmmmm” she said, as she dipped her finger into it and licked it . “Lusimis.”

Wisssi had never seen this before! He plunged his fingers into the bowl “Lusimus.” he declared and starting licking his fingers.

“Close buddy, it’s lusimis.”

He didn’t bother to try the word again, why would he, he was busy licking his fingers.

Bartala handed him a vegetable that looked like a carrot, “Here Wisssi, use this instead of your fingers. M you’re going to turn my son into a barbarian!” She could tell he wasn’t serious, his grin covered his entire face.

“Mmmmmmm” Wisssi said as he dipped the vegetable into the lusimis, attempting to get more attention from M.

“Hey, remember that time we took a picnic up to the top of Mt. Brara and then found out we didn’t have anything to eat with?”

Bartala laughed. “Oh yes. I remember that. We didn’t even have serviettes with us. But we were far too hungry after hiking up there to forgo the food. We ate like animals.”

“Aminals, aminals.” Wisssi chanted as his father handed him a slice of fruit cake.

“So are you going to let him have fun as he grows up, the kind of fun you had, or will you shelter him?” M asked as she slid herself up on the counter, diving into a bowl with some kind of pasta.

“I want to shelter him, to protect him.” Bartala said with a serious look. “But I know that I can’t protect him from everything.”

“And you wouldn’t be who you are, if your father hadn’t given you the freedom to explore yourself and the Universe.” M said.

“I know. Sometimes I think that he gave me more freedom after you stumbled into the palace.”

“Ha ha.” M said sarcastically.

Wisssi immediately picked up on that one and started mimicking her, “Ha ha, ha ha…”

“No really, I think it’s true M. He knew you had some.. unusual? abilities, and that you would protect me.” M nodded in agreement, thinking that might just be true. Bartala continued. “That’s why I wanted to explore the idea of Nguvu being bonded to Wisssi. If they’re bonded by the time he’s old enough to explore I would worry less.”

“Hm, I see your point. Hey Wisssi, do you like Dragons?” M teased.

“Dragons, Dragons like Fercty.” He answered.

“Yes, like Ferocity.”

One of the nannies peaked in to check on Wisssi, her face momentarily displayed shock when she saw the Emperor and his son sitting on the kitchen counter sampling food directly from the storage containers. “Your Majesty.” She said.

“Oh yes, yes. Come in. Wissdartai are you ready for a nap or a bath or both?”

The look on his face was priceless as he realized his first kitchen raid was about to end. He shook his head no and started to pout.

“Ezopica Mischievous Wisssdartai, is that how an Emperor would behave? Suck it up and behave with dignity.”

Instantly Wisssi’s posture changed and he was ready to be whisked away. M took him off the counter and hugged him, “See you later little Bartala.”

“Bye Autuania M.”

The nanny took him away.

Just as M was about to ask Bartala about Nguvu one of the kitchen staff appeared. No doubt taking advantage of the Nanny’s interruption. “Your Majesty. Shall I straighten up now?”

“C’mon M, we’ve overstayed our welcome in the kitchen.” He said smiling. “Yes, please. We’ll get out of your hair now.” He said to the servant.

As they headed to the door he turned to M and in a quiet voice said, “Kitchen raids are much better in the middle of the night, don’t you think? Let’s go have a drink.”

“OK, so what’s up with that suck it up think? Are you purposely teaching Wisssi about Earth slang?”

“Sort of.”

“What does that mean?” It took her a few seconds to figure it out. “OH! You’ve been letting him watch Babylon 5 haven’t you?”

Bartala didn’t answer, he just grinned. They were almost to his study, once inside he said, “Yes, I let him see a few episodes and it was hilarious. He thinks Londo is me, or I’m Londo. But then I became concerned that it might confuse him.”

“Oh I bet it is confusing for him. Although he’s developing so quickly.” M said pouring the first round of espidrun.

They settled on the sofa, feet up on the table, slowly sipping the hot pink liquid with blue steam floating down the sides, it was still early. After a few minutes an idea occurred to M, she blurted it out. “So are you going to have another kid?”

“I’m not done raising this one yet!”

“Uh huh, but I bet you’ve already been thinking about it.”

“So you read minds now?”

“Ha! I knew it!” M said, punching her old friend in the arm before reaching for the espidrun bottle.

“I’ve been thinking about it, once Wisssi is independent I may want to have another child. I want him to have what we have, we bonded like siblings while we were young. But that is a few years off, IF I even do it. When was the last time you heard about Nguvu? How is she doing?”

“Hold on.” M reached for Ferocity. “Ferocity.”

“Muse of Mischief, what can I do for you?”

“I’m with Bartala, and he’s wondering how Nguvu is.”

“I spoke with Kwaii earlier today. He feels that she is ready to return to Misko under my supervision. If you and Lord Brzko don’t need anything tomorrow morning I will return to Dragona to retrieve her.”

“OK, sounds good Ferocity, I’ll see you later at home.”

“Understood.”

Bartala was staring at M. “I really hate that telepathy thing.”

“Hmm. I think you’re just jealous.”

“You’re right.” He said filling their glasses. “What did he say?”

“Nguvu will be returning to Misko tomorrow. Kwaii feels that she’s ready to be mentored by Ferocity.”

“Excellent!” He lifted his glass and clinked it against M’s, “To Wisssi and Nguvu!”

“To Wisssi and Nguvu!” M said, finishing her shot in one gulp.

Bartala immediately reached for the bottle.