Page 33 of Emperor of Draconis

They headed to his room this time. If she would just give in, they would share a room. His was larger, but that wasn’t why he chose it. Unfortunately, he was on call all the time. He might be contacted anytime and have to make a decision of the ultimate importance. There was also paperwork and information he had to look at and decide on at any moment. It was one of the less exciting parts of what he had to do. The communications set up in this room made it the best choice.

Maybe he would have a peaceful afternoon, but he doubted it. Meanwhile getting a nap or even some loving would be wonderful right now. They entered his room where a light was already flashing. Some days is was just one thing after another.

“Hello, this is Torr. What is going on now?”

“This is Corson, captain of the Eclipse. We were attacked after you left. We were able to badly damage one of the ships, but they damaged one of the ships we were in charge of. Both attacking ships attempted to flee, but only one got away. I believe we need to tow these ships home.”

“Do it.”

“Yes, Sir. Do you still want the damaged ship brought home?”

“Yes. If they want it destroyed, we need to know what’s on it that is worth that risk.”

“I understand. A ship will be here in twelve hours.”

“I know you will handle it.” Gods, what had he fallen into? Something bad was going on here.

There was another light on. “Sire, this is the Janten. We were on our way to meet you when we were attacked. We’ve been delayed, but not damaged. The other ship ran before we could hurt them.”

“Very well. Come on and call for the assistance of other ships that are not currently involved in anything important.” Were they trying to get their ships free or call away ships that were protecting Draconis? It was hard to say, and he was concerned.

“What was all that about?” Kitty asked. She lay on his bed covered with a sheet and obviously naked underneath. His mouth watered at the sight of his mate.

“I’m not sure. The pirates attacked the ships we left behind and the ship coming to meet us. Are they trying to get their ships back, destroy them, or is this all related to Draconis?”

“Could they just be delaying your return for some reason?”

“Anything is possible.”

“Come and take a nap with me. Maybe things will be clearer when we wake.”

Her sweet scent and the softness of her body helped him sleep. It was a short nap, but he felt better, and his mind cleared. Something was on one of those ships that they didn’t want him to see. That made him want to see it more than ever. It was too much of a risk for him to go, but he needed to send someone who might figure things out to each of those ships. It was time to do so now.

Sending the proper messages, he alerted those captains to send their best males to each ship. Now all he could do was wait for an answer. Kitty was awake too now and it was nearly supper time. His nap had been longer than he’d expected. But it had made him feel better and think clearer.

His sweet mate was up and ready to go. He escorted her to the dining room where they waited for the guests to show up. Kitty seemed worried about him but there was little to do until his captains gave him the word on what was going on. For this meal they would just eat with their guests and have small talk. At least that was the plan.

The room filled and soon food was being served. Those sitting with them at the same table seemed chatty. “I’ve checked out many of the jobs on Draconis, but I find it hard to decide.” One lady said. “Oh, my name is Cathy. My family calls me Chatty Cathy.” She giggled. “Is there a job where I can talk to people?”

“I’m sure there are several jobs where talking is part of what you do.” Kitty said.

“What are those?” Cathy asked.

“One would be at the cafeteria at the castle. You could take orders and collect money.”

“What else?” Cathy wondered.

“Another would be covering an entry desk where you find out why people are there and see if they can get in.”

“That job sounds okay.”

“What about jobs where you make people beautiful?” Another girl asked.

“Cosmetologist?”

“You could say that.” She agreed.

“I’m sure they have something similar for the wealthy.”

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