Dancing with the Dragon, Chosen

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Dancing with the Dragon: CH 19, Personal Assistant, Copyright 2016 Tripp Savidge. All rights are reserved. Do not duplicate or distribute in any form without express permission of the author.

Dancing with the Dragon Chapter 19: Personal Assistant by Tripp Savidge

Skye sat staring at the dessert, remembering a different night, not long ago and yet in other ways an eternity.

"Is there something wrong sir? Would you like something else?"

"No, it's fine Dillon. Just remembering."

"From your expression it wasn't a good memory," Pater said.

"The night Siriana tried to poison me with one of her 'specialties'."

"That's a memory best forgotten Skye. If I could have kept her for another month or two, maybe I'd feel a little more resolved on the matter. She died far too quickly for my tastes," Pater said heatedly.

Skye could see the fire in Argos's eyes and realized that he had never asked what exactly Pater had done to Siriana. Garrett told him he didn't want to know and seeing the look in Pater's eyes, he might just agree. But damn it Garrett! Where are you and why aren't you here? You're supposed to be supporting me, helping me through - not blocking me out and hiding things from me. You are so angry and upset... I need you.

"But something good did come of it... that's how you found Dillon. He's a good thing right?" Kleitos asked interrupting Skye's thoughts.

"Yeah he is," Skye admitted, his anger with Garrett forgotten for the moment. He looked up at Dillon and smiled. A lock of Dillon's hair had fallen out of his queue and hung down the side of his face, the deep auburn color contrasting with his milky white skin.

Dillon blushed and pushed the hair up behind his ear as he saw Skye looking at him. "Would you like more wine Your Majesty?"

"Yes, please." Skye looked at Dillon as the elf leaned forward to pour his wine. He has such cute ears, so delicate and sensitive. He gets so flustered when I kiss and tease his ears. Skye knew Dillon could feel his thoughts so he added a little heat by sliding his hand up the inside of Dillon's leg where the others couldn't see, all the way up his tights to tease his cute little ass. I can't believe he's a prince. Why would they do this to him? Grandson to Lady Caladwen herself, and they banished him? I've got to figure out what's going on and maybe talk to Pater. But in the meantime, he does have a sexy little ass.

"Skye, don't abuse him," Kleitos admonished. "He's embarrassed enough already and it's bad enough we have to deal with Nik and River's groping at the table."

"What? We weren't doing anything," Nik objected.

"Nik, you're going through the change. We can sense your lustful thoughts just as easily as Skye's. We don't have to see your hands to know something's going on under the table."

Skye felt a bit of relief since he hadn't been doing nearly as much as those two - and he guessed they realized it too given how red they got before excusing themselves. He felt a pang of regret seeing them leave. He missed River but now that Nik was full into his change they spent all their time with each other - not him. Guess I shouldn't be jealous. They love each other so much and I've never seen River so happy. Skye thought as he turned back and saw Pater watching him.

"Sorry," Skye said with a nod. Damn I will be happy when every dragon in a hundred yards can't read my lustful thoughts. He noticed Christos giving him a curios expression.

"How was your day Christos?" Skye asked.

"Not very eventful Your Majesty. I spent the entire day being tested."

"Christos, we don't use titles among family, especially at the dinner table. Only in front of others in public."

"Yes Pater," Christos said.

"Christos did the same testing as Rilien and Willow. We need to find out how far he got in his studies as well as what his aptitudes are. Then we can decide on what classes he needs," Pater added.

"If it makes you feel better Christos, they did the same to me. I think I'll be studying for the rest of my life," Skye said.

"Well of course you will son. There are always new things to learn."

Christos smiled a little at that and seemed to resume his focus on dessert until Skye caught the furtive smoldering glance.

Oh crap. Well at least he must be feeling better if he can think about that. And he is looking healthier too, though I wish he weren't so self- conscious about his diet. The medics said he'd need more protein and fats than usual to build his strength back up. It has already begun to show, his color has come back and his hair has regained its luster. Even his eyes are brighter. And his lips look so pink and... Skye stopped before his thoughts went further. His magic tugged at him whenever he was in the same room with Christos and at the moment, it seemed stronger than with Rilien. Fortunately he didn't have to deal with both of them at dinner tonight, Rilien and Willow had eaten earlier. Rilien because he was avoiding Skye, and pretty much everyone else, and Willow because he was trying to help.

Of course if Willow had really wanted to help he wouldn't have boned one of the gardeners and then two of the chef's assistants. Pater was very gracious about it but did ask Skye to have a talk with Willow. Surprisingly it had gone well, though Willow was a little confused since according to him, they practically threw themselves at him, begging him to take them.

It still made Skye smile, since he could picture it perfectly and given Willow's otherwise innocent nature... Oh well. At least he seemed okay with directing his attentions to one of us going forward.

Skye finished and excused himself and found Kleitos joining him as he walked toward the gardens.

"May I come with you?"

"I'd really like that - especially since my mate can't be bothered," Skye said.

"I'm sure he has a good reason Skye," Kleitos said.

"No you're not. You think it's just as likely as I do that he's being a dick and you plan on having a serious talk with him when he does come back," Skye retorted.

"You know it's really tough to keep a guy propped up when he reads your mind!"

The reaction made Skye laugh and he grabbed Kleitos and wrapped his arm around him as they walked. "It's nice having you as a brother."

"I'm glad you think so. Is he still blocking you?"

"Yes, I can tell he's there and upset but he's shielding as tightly as he knows how."

"You can't get through?" Kleitos stopped as they reached the door to the garden.

"Well I could... but it wouldn't be nice. I've got the strength, just not the finesse or skill. Kwill could do it easily - for me it would be the equivalent of mentally tackling him."

Kleitos cringed. "Yeah not a good idea."

"Exactly. And I can't even ask Kwill for help. He was supposed to be sent home today and then they decided to keep him."

"He was hurt pretty badly Skye."

"I know but he could tell me what I did or what I needed to do. Or Garrett could just talk to me, but he's being a selfish bastard... I'm afraid he's upset at what happened with Chaz. Maybe he's angry at how strong my magic reacted to him?"

"I really doubt that Skye. Come on, you'll feel better when you're outside." Kleitos led them to the same area of the garden they'd visited yesterday.

Skye followed Kleitos and was only vaguely aware of the guards, who kept out of sight and were very discreet as they followed.

"Skye, I doubt this has anything to do with you. And Garrett being upset that you found another hot guy? This is Garrett we're talking about, so not likely. Did you think he was more attractive than Garrett?"

"No, of course not. Actually that's partially why I thought he was so hot, well that and the magic. He reminded me of Garrett, not as big, but all muscled and dark and sexy... Oh god, every time I think about him it starts up again."

"What does?"

"My dragon gets all rumbly and starts to pace then I get... you know... aroused."

"Like I said, I doubt Garrett's reasons have anything to do with you. He knows how much you love him Skye, I doubt he has issues with jealousy. Not necessarily good, but I'm not sure it would even occur to him. And to be honest, he thinks your uhm... 'issue' of attracting other men is just fantastic. The reality is he probably isn't even thinking about how you're reacting. You know how impetuous he can be."

"He can damn well read my thoughts, he knows how I'm feeling! He promised to stay with me. And I don't think it's fantastic. I don't want any more men in my life."

"I know you don't Skye. But remember Garrett won't sense you if he's shielding."

Skye glared at Kleitos. I hate it when they use logic on me.

"You ready to try shifting? It's been a couple times, might be worth trying to force it yourself. Once you can control it, you'll feel better," Kleitos suggested.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Of course."

"When you share your magic with someone, what does it do?"

"I don't have any personal experience, but what we're taught is that it strengthens the ties with your bond-mate. It is also somewhat like claiming your mate so that others know he belongs to you. When you're ready to have dragonlings, it helps you conceive. I've also been told that when shared it can make love making extremely intense..." Kleitos explained. He looked at Skye expectantly.

"Intense is a good word," Skye said. "But what if you shared it with someone who isn't your bond-mate?"

"Father Dragon Skye - you didn't... did you?"

"Maybe..."

"Maybe? You don't remember?" Kleitos stared at Skye in shock. "Well... I guess it would do something similar. If it is a shifter you can use your magic to bring about their change. Not so much force it as nudge it along. I guess it would be like marking or claiming them, I don't really know. It is a very intimate and personal thing Skye. Who do you think you 'might' have shared with?"

Skye felt a little guilty but he didn't sense judgement from Kleitos as much as surprise and curiosity... and maybe just a hint of jealousy. "Dillon for sure, and Willow... maybe Mica but I'm not as certain."

"Father Dragon. Dillon, Willow, AND Mica. Skye, how can you not know?"

"Well... it was a rather heated session and I wasn't thinking very clearly and Mica and I might have gotten a little carried away in our passion. I know my dragon was awake for it and at one point I think I might have passed out. So I can remember thinking about it and that voice coaxing me but I don't really remember much past the orgasm."

Kleitos laughed hard enough that he had to sit down. When he finally got control again, he just stared at Skye. "Only you Skye..."

"What?"

"Okay, so let's think through this. Did any of them object or act upset or angry afterward? Act strangely in any way?"

"No." Skye felt a little offended at the question. "Dillon's eyes rolled back and he got another orgasm - then he was all snuggly and lovey. Willow asked me to do it - no actually he sort of demanded that I give him my magic. Like I said, I don't remember with Mica but he made sure I knew we could repeat it anytime I wanted."

"Skye, Skye, Skye... what am I going to do about you?"

"No one taught me about how to be a dragon you know. I'm making this shit up as I go. There was no warning that I shouldn't and my dragon wanted to and seemed to think it was okay."

"You're right Skye. I'm sorry. We're taught that it is only between bond- mates and just take that for granted. But hearing you talk, I'm wondering if maybe next time I might not be begging for the same..."

Skye blushed and his dragon got very interested in the conversation. Skye could feel the heat building and realized that part of him really wanted to fuck Kleitos and claim him.

"I'm sorry I don't know more Skye. But if they're okay with having your mark then I don't know that it does anything else."

"Well... it might. I've noticed that Dillon and Mica are much more sensitive to my thoughts and emotions. Not like the mind speaking with Garrett but still 'more'. Dillon also said that his body starts reacting to me whenever I start thinking about him."

Kleitos's eyes were wide and his mouth hung open as if caught in the middle of speaking. "You might want to ask the priests... but that's very similar to human bond-mate reactions during mating. I know your powers are sex-based but I've never heard of those reactions outside of bonded pairs. What about Willow?"

"And how would I know? We just had sex for the first time yesterday - well I guess this morning so we haven't interacted much since. And he's a nymph! He made it very clear he'd have sex with me every hour of the day if I'd let him."

"What was it like? With a nymph, I mean."

"Really hot. I'll never think the same way about calling someone a nympho again. It's not just that the sex is good, it's also how he moves and reacts to you. Like he was made for sex and damn but he sure enjoys it."

Kleitos gave a nervous laugh. "I can only imagine. When I was going through the change, Pater set me up with a female nymph so I knew what it was like... and while I definitely prefer guys, it was amazing."

"Weren't you afraid she'd get pregnant?"

"No, Pater took care of that. It's part of his magic."

"Excuse me?"

"Every dragon has some magic, including bond-mates without a form. The more powerful can have several abilities but usually you have to select it like a spell. Since Pater likes women, he chose to have a spell that prevents pregnancy. That way he could have lovers without fear of producing any children."

"So, you think you might like to try things with Willow? He thinks you're sexy, so I know he's more than willing," Skye said.

"Really?"

"When I told him he needed to stay within my circle for his lovers, he asked who it included and he asked about you specifically."

"Wow. I'm flattered and yeah, I think I'd like to - but only if you aren't available. You will always be at the top of my list."

Skye blushed and felt the heat beginning to rise again. His dragon wanted Skye to quit stalling and get Kleitos naked.

"You still might want to ask the priests before you share your magic with anyone else, present company excluded of course. Just in case it does do more than we know about."

Skye was mentally trying to push his dragon back down. Kleitos was thinking all the right thoughts and the more he heard about the other's reactions the more he wanted Skye to share it with him. Kleitos was also jealous that he wasn't getting as much attention now that Skye and Garrett were together and new men were showing up in Skye's life. Skye looked around and then started stripping off his clothing.

"Skye... what are you doing?"

"Can't shift in my clothes now can I?"

"Oh, yeah... sorry."

Skye had picked up the thought, the brief and fleeting excitement when Kleitos forgot why they had come to the garden and thought Skye was going to seduce him. Of course, that just stirred up Skye's dragon even more since that's exactly what he wanted to do. "Kleitos, do you think... would you mind shifting too? I'd love to see your dragon form and it makes it not quite so lonely."

"You sure? I'm not as impressive as Garrett or Nick."

"Please?" Skye couldn't wait to see Kleitos naked, as he felt himself losing the battle with his dragon's lust. "I'll ask the guards to make sure we keep our privacy. I'd rather not have another audience tonight," Skye said as he walked over to where he thought one of the guards would be. These weren't his personal guards - Mica and Fisk had been on duty all day and Jos and Feired weren't supposed to be on duty again for another day or two.

Skye returned to find Kleitos folding his clothing neatly and setting it with Skye's. His back was turned and Skye had a great view. Damn, but he's sexy. So lean and slender, that cute golden ass, those dark curls. Skye walked up behind Kleitos and wrapped his arms around him running his hands over Kleitos's chest and down his ripped abs. "You're sexy," he whispered.

"Skye?" Kleitos's voice came out a little breathy. Of course that might have been because Skye's hand had wrapped around Kleitos large prong and started stroking.

"I want you."

"Thought we were going to shift..." Kleitos let out a little whimper as Skye moved Kleitos's hair from his neck and began biting gently down to his shoulder. He licked and bit down the lean back and then squeezed and kissed the globes of Kleitos's ass. Skye ran his tongue across the dimples and then traced down the crack, pulling the cheeks apart as he found the dark tender hole. He began licking and tongue fucking Kleitos as his hands teased his cock and his balls.

"Bend over for me. I want to go deeper," Skye coaxed.

"Skye... someone might see. Ohhhhhhh... Father Dragon."

"Guards are keeping everyone away. I plan to enjoy you... most thoroughly before we shift."

"Feels so good Skye..."

"Tastes good too." Skye rimmed and sucked at the tender skin and began using his finger to open up the tight hole. Kleitos was panting and moaning, his body trembling as he spread himself and pushed back for Skye to give him more. Kleitos was already wet and his dragon ass was trying to pull at Skye's tongue and fingers, wanting them deeper.

"Please take me Skye."

Skye pulled Kleitos to the ground and positioned him on his back with his legs spread wide. He pushed his cock against the dark opening and found himself being drawn in as Kleitos's eyes rolled back and he began to gasp.

"Oh YES! Father Dragon Skye you feel so amazing. I want you inside me... please. It's been too long."

Skye began gentle thrusts leaning forward and capturing Kleitos's mouth and kissing him while he slid deep inside. Kleitos had both of Skye's ass cheeks gripped tightly pulling him as deep inside as he could manage. Don't move, don't move. Got to last, can't cum already. Why do dragon holes have to be so good... Skye thought as Kleitos pulled at his ass and ground himself onto Skye's cock.

Skye pressed his body against Kleitos and continued kissing, letting Kleitos wrap his legs around him as they made love. Kleitos was making very contented sounds into Skye's mouth as they kissed and his body was sucking and pulling at Skye's cock - his flutter sliding deep inside Skye's shaft. Skye paused as he felt it pushing into his urethra, opening and teasing his cock from the inside while the nubs tickled and stroked him. When he got control again he began thrusting, slow and gentle while he reached out with his mind and imagined himself sucking Kleitos's monster cock.

Skye had clear memories of exactly how it tasted and how it felt sliding deep into his throat. He hadn't had these abilities the last time he was with Kleitos so it was only fair to give him the full treatment. When Skye got past the sensation and thought he could last a bit longer, he added sucking on Kleitos's nipples.

The effect was immediate. Kleitos screamed into Skye's mouth as the anal orgasm hit and his body began to tremble, squeezing and stroking Skye's cock in the process. Skye continued kissing and thrusting, he knew that in that moment Kleitos was his and he let his orgasm build. Just as he was at the peak, a second anal orgasm hit Kleitos and that pushed Skye over the edge. He might have held on a bit - but feeling Kleitos clench around him was too much. Just as the first eruption came, he let his magic flow into their kiss and felt it tug and pull at Kleitos's magic as they blended together. The magic flowed down into Kleitos and filled every corner.

Skye had to break the kiss - it was too intense and he needed to scream. Kleitos had cum and Skye felt Kleitos's hard cock body pumping out his seed between them - his eyes had rolled back and both of them were glowing brightly.

Skye was purring in contentment as he collapsed onto Kleitos and held him tightly.

"Father Dragon. What did we do Skye?" Kleitos gasped.

Skye kissed Kleitos again and bit at his lips. "We had sex."

"Sex? Sex? Skye I've had lots of sex. That was not 'sex'."

"So are you angry, resentful or do you regret sharing my magic?" Skye teased, knowing full well that Kleitos was very happy.

Kleitos rolled Skye onto his back and pressed his body against him, kissing him passionately. "You know damn well that it's exactly what I wanted."

"So guess you'll have to tell me what it did or if there are any changes?"

"Only if you keep making love to me."

"I think we can work something out."

They kissed for a while longer before separating. "Ready to try shifting?" Kleitos asked.

"You first."

Kleitos was just as beautiful as Garrett or Nick so Skye wasn't sure why he seemed to think he was less. He wasn't as big as Garrett and didn't have the frill down his spine like Nik but he had an elegant and almost feline look. He was more slender and his accents were a cobalt blue - darker than Garrett's, making his blue eyes stand out. Skye thought he was perfect and reminded him of Kleitos in human form.

Skye was able to bring on his own shift and it happened quickly and easily. It was shortly after Skye shifted that Nik joined them. They spent the rest of the evening getting Nik and Skye used to their dragon forms and even tried a couple of leaps and glides. Skye was able to shift back on his own but they had to wait for Nik.

The rest of the evening didn't go quite as planned. Garrett didn't come home so Skye asked Kleitos to spend the night with him. After the earlier session, Kleitos agreed quickly and Skye took the opportunity to introduce him to Willow and his many skills.

• Scene 2 *

"I'm impressed Skye," Pater whispered to him at breakfast.

"Why?"

"I don't think I've ever seen Kleitos so happy, and that he stayed with you all night and came with you to breakfast? Normally he's very secretive about his liaisons."

Skye looked across the table to where Kleitos sat. He still had a slight glow and Pater was right, he wore a huge smile and there was a sparkle in those beautiful blue eyes. Skye also couldn't help but pick up on the lustful thoughts. Kleitos had not only enjoyed their night of love making but was more than willing to resume at any time. He'd enjoyed Willow more than he'd expected and while it hadn't been a fantasy, a threesome with Skye and Willow was now counted as one of his favorite things.

"If you keep this up, I'm going to need to send both of you off for cold showers," Pater warned. "Anything from Garrett?"

Skye felt his mood plummet. "A little. He opened up long enough to try and reassure me that it had nothing to do with me and he'd explain when he got back. He said I'm sorry a lot."

"Be patient Skye. He loves you dearly. I'm sure it will make sense. Maybe you'll know more by lunch."

• Scene 3 *

Skye glared at the man and tried to hold his temper. So far, his new trainer, Li Wei Chen, had been a condescending little prick. Arrogant didn't even begin to cover it. For being retired, he didn't look that old. His hair was still black and he was obviously in shape - as every muscle stood out as he moved. He reminded Skye of the martial arts guys in the karate movies and Master Chen sure looked Asian.

"Begin again. I must see what you can do. This time I will attack, you must use whatever paltry skills you have to try and hold me back because I will hurt you. You are dragon. You will heal."

Skye could read the little bastard pretty easily and knew his plan was to embarrass and humiliate him and Master Chen fully intended to cause pain. I don't think so.

Master Chen took up position and just as he was about to leap. He fell flat on his face.

Okay, now the lessons begin. Skye thought as he dragged the unconscious man to the corner and sat him up. He moved across the room and sat in a lotus position - waiting.

"What?" Master Chen asked as he slowly roused and looked around confused. He stood and took up position again. "Prepare." He said before he began his move and collapsed.

The next time, he built up a wall of shields to keep Skye out.

He should have known I'm a telepath, perhaps he just didn't realize what I could do - so let's see how good he is at shielding. Skye examined the shields and almost laughed out loud. Most dragons were trained to build walls - but by definition walls when visualized usually had a top and bottom and often ends. Kwill had explained that few people visualized an effective shield. Skye easily came around the wall and took Master Chen from behind.

The fourth time, Skye bound Master Chen's hands and feet when he sat him back in the corner. Skye watched as he revived saying nothing, he just waited. Chen looked around calmed himself and then untied the ropes.

"You need to learn how to tie properly," Master Chen said.

"Agreed."

"Would you like to tell me how you did that?"

"I thought you knew all about me?"

"Obviously something was left out. I was aware of the strength and speed and that you could speak mind-to-mind and sense thoughts."

"I am a full telepath and have the strength of a Psion - well actually they say I'm stronger - just not as well trained. Yet."

"So you can cause unconsciousness with your mind? How did you get past my shields?"

"It was more of putting you to sleep. Though I could render you unconscious, I don't have the skills yet to be as exact on how long you'd stay out. Most shields can be breached. Yours included."

"Can you do other things with your mind?"

"I'm still learning but yes," Skye read the change in Master Chen. It wasn't just surprise, there was some grudging respect. He was pleased and a little excited - Skye was going to be an interesting challenge.

"I will learn to block you so you cannot read my mind."

"Please try. I need the practice."

Master Chen let out a low growl. "You do know that I am the Master Assassin?"

"It was mentioned."

"You should be afraid."

"I am, but I thought you were here to train me and improve my skills. So far I would describe you as more of a bully than a sensei."

Master Chen sat back and stared. He was quiet for several minutes before he spoke again. "I have not trained in many years - far longer than you've even been alive. Perhaps if we start over."

"That's up to you."

Fortunately the training session improved from there. Master Chen reigned in the bravado and actually tested Skye for speed and strength. He was sufficiently impressed and had to ask Skye to pull his punches. While Skye normally did so, he thought he should give it his all. Perhaps it was when he put Master Chen through the wall - though at the time he had been picturing Garrett. The training was good and Skye was pleased to find out that he'd be trained on many different weapons and eventually he'd learn to fight while in dragon form.

That was the good part. The bad came when Master Chen made it very clear that he would be training Skye as an assassin. Chen demanded that Skye learn and be proficient in all the ways to kill an opponent and honor was not part of the equation.

• Scene 4 *

"Are you sure you're okay?" Mica asked. Both he and Fisk were giving him worried looks. They had just exited the tube and were making their way across the last few blocks to Fleet Headquarters.

"The session with Master Chen really took a lot out of me," Skye said. I really don't think I'm ready for this. I don't want to be an assassin and I don't want to be in the military. I can't kill people. I don't want to kill people. Why are they doing this to me? And why is Garrett still blocking me out? Why am I even here?

"Did he hurt you?" Fisk asked.

"No. No, that's not it. Is this the building?"

"Yes Your Majesty. I'm sorry sir but I can feel how torn you are. Is there anything I can do?" Mica asked in a low voice.

Skye put his hand to Mica's arm. "Sorry, just give me some time to figure this out."

They checked in at the security desk and were directed to the lift. Skye tried to stay calm but felt like everyone was staring at him. They finally made it past several more check points before the receptionist directed them to yet another door. When they entered, the very fit dragi in uniform behind the desk looked up, stood and gave a deep bow. His hairless skin was the tan and gray mottled pattern of the other dragi Skye had met - like it couldn't decide which it wanted to be.

"Your Majesty. Welcome. Fleet Admiral Matsui is expecting you. Gentlemen, if I could please ask that you wait out here. Prince Skye, please follow me."

The dragi ushered him into the large office and directed him to take a seat across from the formidable desk.

"She will be with you shortly."

Skye looked around and saw many military type artifacts but nothing that gave him any insight into the personal side of the Fleet Admiral. Then he heard a door open behind the desk. Okay... she is not what I was expecting. The small woman walked through the door, barely glancing up before taking a seat behind the desk. She was a dusty green color and not much bigger than Kwill - unless perhaps if you counted the two antenna that sprouted from her head. She also looked old. Older than anyone he'd met on Draga.

"What's wrong? Never seen a Pelurian?" Fleet Admiral Matsui asked in a deep whiskey voice.

"No mam," Skye responded with a slight bow.

"No need to bow. I'm not royalty, just a stubborn old hell-cat that's too stubborn to die," she grunted.

Skye watched her as she seemed to examine him and then frowned. "Awfully young to be causing so much trouble."

"I'm sorry. I didn't m..."

She held up a hand, silencing him. "Didn't say you did it on purpose. Do you even know why you're here?"

"No mam. I'm hardly important enough to meet with the Fleet Admiral and I'm really not cut out to be in the military."

She let out a bark of a laugh which startled Skye. "Damn right. And yet here you are. Royal prince, bond-mate to the heir, the one who uncovered how many plots against the empire? Yes, sadly you are that important and what you're 'cut out for' doesn't really matter."

It didn't take telepathy to feel how unwanted he was or how much she resented him. As far as she was concerned he'd turned her life upside down and given her more problems than any Pelurian could deal with in a lifetime.

"I was supposed to be retired by now. Not rebuilding the entire Imperial Forces hierarchy and certainly not dealing with privileged spoiled royal whelps without a lick of sense. It's bad enough that I can't make a move without the Emperor's involvement, now I've got Prince Argos watching over my shoulder."

Skye couldn't miss the shudder or the wave of pure fear that came with that thought and he knew she wasn't really talking to him as much as venting her frustration. Believe me, I would much rather be almost anywhere else, Skye thought as he let her rant. She closed her eyes and gripped her desk before turning her gaze on him again.

"Damn if you don't look like a scared field norbel... take a deep breath kid. You're here so let's deal with it. I assume Prince Garrett already told you, but you are being assigned to the Temero under Captain Nekko. The Temero is an Explorer Mark Twelve and just finished her shake-out run. The last of four Imperial Cruiser class ships recently commissioned for the Protectorate. She's one of our most versatile with a good balance between armor, weapons, and speed."

"I won't be with Garrett on the Black Phoenix?" Skye asked as his mind tried to catch up. He knew Father had mentioned something about changing ships but he had assumed Garrett would still be in charge and now...

Matsui paused and just stared at him. "I know he wasn't happy but your mate didn't tell you?"

"No."

"You'll still be with Prince Garrett son, just not on the Phoenix. It's too small. The Emperor has made it clear that you will also be traveling with Prince Nikias, his future bond-mate and a full squad of imperial guards. Plus others. The Stealth Raptor series is ideally suited for thirty or fewer crewmembers. They are part of the Interceptor class and while fast and agile, they are not heavily armed or shielded. Prince Argos did not consider it to be acceptable."

He must have thought it was fine before. Skye tried to put himself in Pater's position and could see how having two sons and their mates all together on one ship might make him a little protective. But the Black Phoenix was Garrett's baby... that can't have gone well. Losing his ship and finding out he's not running the show...

"I know Garrett didn't take it well but he's not ready to command a Cruiser. The Temero carries a crew of four hundred and support staff of at least two hundred. That's not counting mates and family or any ground troops. Captain Nekko commanded the Mark Eleven Salute for over ten years, he's a good captain with an impeccable record. Garrett can learn much from him as his first officer."

"So if others can take mates, why do I need to be part of the Patrol?"

"Those were my orders - directly from Emperor Darius. You and your brother are to be pushed through the Academy and given all requisite training in the Elite Squadron."

"But they'll never accept us. How will we work with the others if we're getting special training and education but not going through it with them?"

"What? You thought you'd be part of the club? Just one of the guys in the squad? Resentment for special training and tutors is the least of your problems. You are a royal prince, bond-mate to the heir, and a platinum. You really think the other men will accept you and welcome you? Hate to burst your bubble kid but resentment would be a win. Worry more about being fragged."

Skye sat speechless. I don't want to be here. I don't want to do this. Shit no wonder they want to train me as an assassin if they think our own crew is going to try to kill me. And why Elite Squadron - that means Garrett and I are in different chains.

"To make this all work, I am giving you an honorary rank of Ensign. Given that the Emperor has designated you as a Hand of the Emperor you will have a more senior rank for diplomatic and political affairs but not in the safety or operation of the ship. But hear me well. I expect you to fully earn that rank. While the Temero returns to space dock you will have six months to catch up."

"Why is it going back to space dock? Were there problems and what do you mean catch up?"

"You will train and complete exercises with the next class of Elite at the Academy. While a different branch, your training will count for Protectorate Patrol as well. You will work with your instructors and trainers to cram as much as you can into your head as you can before you board. And no, there were no problems with the Temero - but for some reason Prince Argos found the ship's standard accommodations for the First Officer and others to be inadequate. He demanded enough changes that combined with the Emperor's required updates to weapons, my brand new ship will spend the next six months being overhauled."

"Yes mam." Skye was feeling beaten. Even shielding couldn't blind him to the Fleet Admiral's sentiments about him, the situation, or the apparent meddling by Father and Pater. Though he knew Father was, for all practical purposes, 'the boss' and should be able to get whatever he wanted - that didn't mean Matsui had to like it.

"I also expect you to get your mate on board with this. The Emperor says you can influence Prince Garrett - do it. I sent him up to Draga Starbase to meet with Captain Nekko as well as say farewells to the crew of the Phoenix. They were redeployed this morning under Commander Cashal. You will also need to make sure you keep your Imperial Guards in line and focused while on the Temero. They won't have ship duties so you need to come up with something to keep them occupied. And I don't think I need to mention that Protectorate officers and Imperial Guards often butt heads."

"But aren't they all part of the military?"

Matsui gave a cackling laugh. "Yes but I assure you they are not the same. While everyone may want to be one, the 'golden boys' are the ones everyone else agrees to hate. They are one of four separate branches within Imperial Forces. The others are Imperial Fleet, Ground Forces and Galicon, which includes the Protectorate Patrol and Planet Watch."

"Great. And they're hated why?"

"They outrank all the others and are paid more, have better benefits and for those on the outside, what appears to be a much easier job. You and I know that's not true, but to the average flight boy or foot soldier it looks like a pretty good life," Fleet Admiral Matsui said as she stood and walked around the desk ushering Skye to the door. "You'll receive the details on when and where you are expected. Good luck Prince Skye, you'll need it."

• Scene 5 *

The trip back was uncomfortable. Skye knew that Mica could tell that something was bothering him and while he didn't keep asking - he hovered. Skye could feel him worrying and the man was driving himself and Skye crazy trying to figure out how to help. Fisk might not have had as close a connection but he was equally upset and even more frustrated.

"I know she has a reputation for being... difficult..." Mica began. "Please don't take it personally if she was insulting. You know we'll be there for you and I guarantee we won't cause problems..."

Skye had given them a brief recap so they knew all the major points. Skye found that keeping his inner circle informed of what was happening, even the embarrassing stuff, helped him deal. While both Fisk and Mica were a little surprised that Skye and River were being put in with the Elite, they didn't seem to take exception to anything else - well except for Imperial Guards starting fights. They both assured him that would never be the case. Skye had to hold back the laugh when almost simultaneously they both thought 'but we can damn sure finish them.'

The restaurant where he was meeting Prince Argos was very close to the Palace in an older section of the city. It looked very upscale and stylish and even had a doorman.

"Your Majesty. Welcome to Kladi Elias," the doorman said with a bow.

Skye entered and found himself being ushered past the concierge, through one door, then a second and through what appeared to be a small private dining room. The host bowed and instructed Mica and Fisk that they would be dining here. He directed Skye to a door and asked him to place his hand on the panel. When Skye did so, the door slid open and he stepped through into another ornate dining room - empty except for Prince Argos and a server.

"Skye! So good to see you. I hope you didn't have trouble finding this place?" Pater said coming to great Skye with a hug.

"No sir. Fisk knew where it was." Skye stepped back and couldn't help but admire Argos. He looked so polished - a tailored draga suit in black with white accents that showed off his dark olive skin, slicked black hair and well-groomed beard. Damn he's a handsome man. No wonder his sons are all so hot.

"Please have a seat. Do you mind if I set the menu?"

"No, that's fine," Skye said taking his seat and placing his napkin in his lap. He looked at the place setting and cringed. God I hope it's the same as on Earth... Grandma said, start at the outside and work in. But who needs so many utensils?

Skye had made it through the first several courses and by letting Argos go first had been able to make sure he was choosing the right spoon or fork. The food was excellent and Pater kept up small chat getting Skye to calm down.

"Feeling better?" Pater asked.

"Yes, thank you. It was a... stressful morning."

"I can only imagine. Dealing with both Master Chen and Fleet Admiral Matsui? Either one could ruin most people's day. I apologize."

"Not like it's your fault," Skye objected.

Pater shrugged and gave an odd smile. "So what do you think of my restaurant?"

"Yours?"

"Yes. Mine. I missed the food from home and after a while, I managed to hook several others on our cuisine - so Darius hired the very best to set up my own restaurant. The chefs used to work for me at the palace. I get the illusion of going out in a very safe environment and I get to share my love of food with others. I can assure you that this room is secure as any in the palace. There's even a secret exit if needed."

"Cool."

"I think so. You are welcome to dine here whenever you like. Just have your secretary make reservations."

"Thank you. Have you gotten any of the results back from testing Willow, Rilien, and Christos?"

"Not yet. The instructors did comment that all three are quite intelligent and they think Rilien may have latent magical abilities. Tennat and Kwill were able to confirm the biological father before his mother's death. He is or rather was a high-elf mage."

"That's like a real thing?" Skye asked in disbelief.

"You have met elves..."

"No, the mage part."

"Yes Skye. You have your own magic so why is that surprising?"

"I don't know. Just doesn't seem like it could be real."

"Skye, I still find things that are hard to believe and make me question my sanity. The first time I saw a fairy transform from what I thought was an overgrown butterfly into a young woman I thought I'd have a heart attack. It was bad enough Father came running because he'd thought I'd been hurt."

"They can do that? I don't think I've met a fairy."

"They can and you probably haven't. They keep to themselves. That's why we were all so impressed when Willow was able to get them to help. Changing subjects, do you mind if Dillon helps Christos prepare for tomorrow's ceremony?"

"Not at all. I'm guessing he's nervous?"

"Very. But he seems to trust Dillon and usually calms down when he's around. If you wouldn't mind staying close to him I think it would help."

Crap. Stay close to him and see how he's constantly undressing me with his eyes. Even if I shield I know what he's thinking. "Sure. Is there anything special you want me to do?"

"Stay close to him and of course he'll want you to be one of his dance partners. He's nervous about all the suitors and may hang on to you."

"Suitors?" Skye growled. His dragon had reared in indignation and it felt like he was clawing at Skye's gut.

A strange expression passed over Pater's face. "Of course. Once we do the crowning ceremony making it official that he's a prince. It's tradition that any potential suitors introduce themselves at the ball and if Christos chooses, dance with them."

I don't want anyone dancing with him or touching him. "So you mean women are going to be throwing themselves at him?"

Pater gave a nervous laugh. "Skye, are you okay? I know this is new but I'd swear I'm talking to your dragon right now. Your voice has dropped, your eyes are glowing and all of your mannerisms have changed."

"He's mine," Skye growled.

"Skye..." Pater began in a soft placating voice. "It's a traditional ceremony and event. Nothing need come of it. He's just going to meet them and maybe share a dance - both women and men. Skye you are already bonded, you have a mate."

Skye let out a low rumbling growl. He was having trouble focusing and even thinking. If anyone so much as touches a hair on his head, I'll rip off their arm. Skye was feeling really warm and everything had taken on an odd fuzzy look.

"Skye, can you hear me. Please focus on my voice. It will be okay Skye. No one is going to take Christos." Pater had taken Skye's hand and was gently running his fingers over his skin.

Gradually the world came back into focus and Skye felt more than a little embarrassed. "I'm so sorry Pater... I don't know what's wrong with me."

"You're going through the change and from your reaction, I'm guessing you have a very strong dragon. It's normal, honest. But Skye, Christos will need to at least meet them and dance with a few. Can you allow that? It will raise awkward questions if you growl and scare off anyone who comes near him."

Hearing Pater put it in words made it almost comical. Almost, because his dragon found it very acceptable. "I will do my very best."

"Maybe if you talk to Christos and let him know how protective you're feeling, he'll let you share his thoughts so you don't worry?"

"Yeah. I could try that, but Pater if I open myself up to him, he's going to feel how much I want him. My magic is not subtle and I'm not sure how that will go. I don't want to scare him, he's already been through so much..."

"I trust you Skye and from what I've seen I don't think it is one sided. I have learned to be very observant in watching for threats and each of those your magic has touched reacts to you differently than others. There is longing or yearning in their gaze, a need to be close to you, and more than a little lust."

"Believe me, I know."

"And you're still fighting it? You've got to let go. Look at how much better it is when you do... think about Kleitos, Mica, or Dillon. You may not see it but the rest of us do."

"I'll think about it..."

"Good. That's all I can ask."

"Pater, did you know about Dillon?"

Pater sat back and was silent for a moment. "Yes and no. Father and I knew he was Caladwen's grandson. She approached us directly about taking him on after he'd been banished. We thought it was politically expedient and earned us a favor. I have to confess Skye, we had already planned to place Dillon near you. That wasn't an accident. Then when the Siriana thing happened, Father seized the opportunity."

"Why?"

"You're a platinum. Your power is sex. Put a beautiful young elf with you and odds were he'd end up in your bed. I know it's not pretty Skye, but you've seen enough of Darius's dealings to know that having the Fae Queen's grandson as your valet and lover was just too much to resist."

"So I have been maneuvered?"

Pater laughed. "I doubt it. In some ways you are more stubborn than Garrett. We set up the opportunity. Yet, in hearing the report from Serat I think we may all have been manipulated. Father was surprised and a little worried when the outcome didn't upset Caladwen. If anything she seemed pleased. Now we learn of this 'vision' from the seer. We believe Dillon is right where she wanted him."

"What? You think he's part of a plot, that he's got an agenda?"

"Caladwen certainly has an agenda. Tennat has checked Dillon - as far as we can discern, Dillon is completely innocent and doesn't even know about the Seer or his vision. But I do think you ought to speak with him."

"And tell him what?"

"The truth. It would crush him to think you don't trust him and I don't think you want him hurt. We're trying to find out more about the Seer but you may have to decide what to do with Gilian before we know anything useful."

"Okay. I will."

"If you don't have more questions, I think it is time to get to the reason I asked you here. There is someone I'd like to introduce to you...

Skye looked up surprised. He turned to look around the room and it appeared that he and Pater were the only ones here. Even the server had stepped out.

"Skye this is Seetal, my Master of Spies. Seetal I present Prince Skye."

Skye's mouth dropped open. A man, or well a lizard-man just stepped out of nowhere and stood before him. Worse he was quite naked and to Skye's horror - happy to be there.

Seetal bowed. "Your Majesty."

The voice came out in a hiss and sent chills up Skye's spine. He could feel Seetal in his mind and was a little upset with himself for not noticing him before. The low murmur he thought was coming from outside the room was actually the lizard-man standing before him,

"Skye please hold your right hand out, palm upward," Pater asked.

Seetal put his right hand palm down over Skye's then Skye felt heat building. The back of Seetal's hand began to glow, then a glowing red outline of a dagger showed on the back of his hand. He lifted it just enough for Skye to see his own dragon crest glowing bright blue in his palm.

"This way you can always know it is the true Seetal and that he is mine. The dagger is my sigil and only illuminates to those I choose. Thank you Seetal."

Skye watched as Seetal exited into the kitchen. "Where did he come from, and why did you want me to meet him?"

"He has been in the room with us. Seetal is my agent and at times I may need him to deliver 'things' to you or advise you of important precautions. I can't pronounce the name of his race but most refer to them as the chameleons. They can blend in and camouflage themselves from sight. Skye, you need to understand that Darius and I are partners - in every aspect of our lives. I expect you and Garrett will be similar and I take care of things that Darius can't or that wouldn't be appropriate for the Emperor."

"What, you're his hit man?" Skye joked.

"Yes."

"Shit. You're serious?"

"Darius is a loved and respected Emperor, always showing justice and balance. He tries to be fair - though I think you've already seen he does have some opinions he doesn't share. So yes, I clean things up, make problems disappear, ferret out information and find the spies and traitors. Or rather, my people do."

"People?"

"Certainly. I have a network of hundreds of spies, assassins, informants, and others all ready and willing to do my work. Now with the addition of Tennat, we're quite a force. I was very pleased that the Psion found no deception in my... uhm... resources. To be honest, I was quite amazed. He is regularly in attendance for any of my dealings now - perhaps not visibly, but there in mind."

"Why are you telling me this?"

"It affects you. Who do you think pulled the strings to drag Master Chen out of retirement? Sorry Skye, you may not like him but you need him."

"I disagree."

"Oh I understand how difficult he can be and that even on his good days he's still a prick. But he's one of the very best. He used to work for me. You need the skills Skye. This is not a safe and peaceful place, though we try to make everyone believe otherwise. He can teach you and the others how to protect yourself and those you care about."

"But I'm not a killer."

"Of course not son. If you weren't upset I'd be concerned. That's exactly why I think he's the right trainer. You will decide when or if such actions are necessary and if they are... well then, you have the skills to take action. Garrett is much like his father, stubborn and sometimes a little over-confident. He can be reckless and play things too loose. Over the years I have personally had to kill at least a dozen assassins. Not my people, not the Imperial Guard, me."

Skye stared for a moment before responding. "But... how?"

"How did I kill them or why was it up to me?"

"Both I guess..."

"Skye when I was chosen I was no older than you, an artist's apprentice. I had no fighting skills and I certainly wasn't athletic. I was a wisp of a boy completely out of time and place when they brought me here and said I'd be mated to a man." Pater had a melancholy look and gave a bashful smile. "But damn if I wasn't in love with Darius from when I first set eyes on him. He didn't look much different even then - tall, muscular and so handsome with that mane of golden hair. To me he was a god. And while I can't say I developed a taste for other men, Darius still makes me burn with lust. One of the first things he did was start my training with an expert in self-defense, a young and brash dragon who thought highly of himself, Li Wei Chen."

"The same guy?"

"Yes, that's why I know he can teach you. He taught me and I don't have your strength or speed, let alone your magical abilities. You will learn that you always have weapons nearby, though I have taken to carrying a few out of habit. Personally I prefer blades."

"But why wouldn't the guards have handled it?"

"Many times they have. But you need to be prepared. One time was a lover that Darius brought to our bed. If I'd waited for the guards, it would have been too late. Another time a long-trusted servant who'd been subverted. An ambassador sharing a late night drink. Sadly, I've learned that I can trust almost no one. When I was first brought to Draga, it had only been a year since the death of Darius's birth father and his unborn brother. Imagine my horror to learn that they'd been assassinated - that the public story of a horrible freak accident was a lie."

"Did they find who was responsible?"

"Yes, we did. But by then, a second brother had been killed and his father and remaining brother went into seclusion. We were constantly on guard, waiting for the next attempt."

"Wait, Emperor Darius's father lived? I thought if a bond-mate died..."

"It would have been better if he had passed. Instead, he went insane. Darius's brother, Claudius, renounced his heritage, chose to partner with another dragon and took the former Emperor into quiet seclusion where he could care for him."

"Wow."

"Skye, there's something else I need to ask from you."

"Okay..." Skye responded in a daze. This is all too much. It sort of makes sense but why does it all have to be so complicated and scary?

"Darius and I spoke to you about selecting mates for Zopyros and Kleitos. I'd like to be more specific. You know Kleitos so I think you'll understand when I ask that you find someone as passionate and lustful as yourself."

"Pardon?"

"I've watched him since you arrived. The change is remarkable Skye. It's like you ignited something inside him. I want you to find someone who will feed that. He needs a little push, someone who has fire... like you."

Skye couldn't help but blush. Somehow the thought of talking with his father-in-law about his love making approach with his mate's brothers seemed a little odd. At the same time, he, or rather his dragon understood. Skye could feel the heat and fire when he was even near Nik or Kleitos, and it wasn't just sex. "Yeah, I think I get it."

"And with Zo..."

Skye felt a stomach flip. He hadn't really been around Zo and was okay with the separation. He still found it hard to think of him without remembering Siriana. Their first encounter had only stirred revulsion, not lust, magic, or the slightest attraction.

"I'm not even sure what to ask. For as much as he resembles Darius, he is so different. If you haven't already picked up on it, he's too trusting, too naive and in some ways too gullible. He's sweet and loving and will do anything for others to his own detriment."

"So he needs a protector? Maybe someone who is a little on the paranoid and untrusting side who will balance him out?"

"Exactly. And I know this is going to put you on the spot, but I have no idea what his leanings are in love making. You'll need to find out."

"What? I'm supposed to get him to list is fantasies and fetishes?"

"You read minds."

"Only if he's thinking about it!"

Pater just looked at Skye like it was the simplest thing in the world and he was just being daft. "He is still avoiding you. You will have to go to him and make the overture."

"I haven't seen him since the ceremony."

"He's currently helping the flood victims in the Vencell Province. Now are you ready for dessert?"

Dessert? Like that's supposed to distract me from being told I need to make nice with Zo and oh... just maybe seduce him so I know what his sexual tastes are. Sure... no problem. When did fate decide that I should have zero control over my life and what I do?

• Scene 6 *

Skye realized that he'd zoned out again. He was staring at the painting and hadn't heard a thing that Tibor had said. Something about his voice put Skye in a daze. Maybe because he was still trying to process everything from his lunch with Argos? He'd had professors who went on like Tibor too - once they began to drone, he'd just mentally check out.

"...questions all listed for you. I'll send in the first applicant when we're finished. Oh, Commander Lopez asked me to let you know he'll stop by with the final candidate."

That brought a smile to Skye's face. Oh, Jerrick I'm going to give you such a greeting. Avoiding me for days... That is so not okay. Skye psyched himself for the interview and tried to get past the guilt for interviewing men who were both older and much more experienced than he. I really wish Kwill was here.

The first candidate was a snakeman, like Veygat, and Skye struggled through the entire interview. He couldn't help but remember and just wanted the man to be gone. He felt bad for him. He'd read his thoughts and had seen from Serat's notes that he was well qualified. The worst was when they'd finished the questioning and the snakeman's thoughts had turned to offering special services to Skye. It freaked him out so much Skye almost threw the man out the door. Fisk spent the next several minutes getting Skye calmed down before they brought in candidate number two.

The next man was dragon. Skye wasn't sure what type, his skin tone was non-descript tan, he had short-cropped brown hair, a muscled athletic build and a military bearing that filled the room. Given that he looked 'mature' Skye guessed he had to be a good bit older. Even Darius only looked to be in his thirties. The man didn't spark Skye's magic and while his answers were good and succinct Skye couldn't imagine spending time with the man - or more importantly enjoying it. Again as they wrapped up the questions, the man asked if Skye wanted a demonstration of his skills. Skye felt pole-axed - there was no missing the thoughts of exactly what skills were being offered, even if it wasn't said. Skye politely declined and grabbed Fisk and pulled him in the office.

"Fisk, is there something I should know about this process that no one's told me? Like why both candidates assumed that I'd want them to prove they were good at oral sex?" Skye glared as he waited for the answer. He had his suspicions and felt it was something that should have been explained before the interviews.

"Wouldn't you rather ask Mica?" Fisk asked hopefully.

"No. I'm asking you. I realized I tend to always go to Mica and that's not fair to the rest of you. So you get the good with the bad."

"Yes sir. It is customary for assistants... or well... assistants to powerful or important employers to be required to offer oral services. Often their employers are separated from partners or bond-mates for days or even weeks and since the assistants travel with them..."

"Wait, you're telling me that a secretary is also, what... like a pleasure servant?"

"Yes sir. Sort of. They are often quite skilled and wouldn't do everything that a pleasure servant would do, but enough to take the edge off."

"So these candidates are thinking about giving me head so I know..."

"Whether or not they'd be a good fit. Yes sir. Not all employers take advantage of such services, but most do. I assure you it is a very respected and confidential arrangement."

"I can't do that!"

Fisk smiled. "Of course sir. You have us. I'd be more than willing to fill in anytime you needed."

Skye blushed. He knew he owed Fisk even more but hearing his willingness and the tone brought it too close to home. "I appreciate it Fisk. Thank you." There, no promises but I didn't turn him down either.

The third candidate, Braden was a complete shift. His uniform was bright white, and a little too tight. He was a robust man, maybe around 5'10" with dark blond hair and a round, pleasant face. Skye had met dragons who were all shapes and sizes, so the man being a little pudgy wasn't a surprise, but how sexy he looked was. He had man boobs and a full round ass that Skye really wanted to feel in his hands.

They were well into the questions before it hit Skye. Shit, it's my magic, that's why he's so hot. Skye let his mind reach out focusing on the feel of his magic and felt the tingle across his skin. Maybe I should make a point of touching them or shaking their hands so I know...

He focused on the questions trying to distract himself from the pull and learned that the white uniform was from HealthCorps, the medical unit supporting Galicon. Braden worked for one of the senior officers and while a prestigious position, he didn't feel very valued or appreciated.

Skye found himself really liking Braden and his answers. As they got near the end of the questions, Skye let his mind open up to see what else he could pick up. He almost immediately found out why Braden was looking for a change - it wasn't just that he wasn't appreciated, they teased him about his weight and he had found that his career hit a road block.

Skye's dragon had roused and was pacing. Skye pretended to look at his notes when they finished the questions while he tried to delve a little deeper into Braden's thoughts and then it hit, a vision so strong it was almost real. Braden was naked on his hands and knees, his ass up in the air as Skye fucked him hard and fast, reaching around and grabbing his bouncing tits and playing with them as Brayden moaned and gasped. His ass was like heaven and his body felt so full and lush. Skye's dragon was very pleased and gave the clear message that, not only was Braden likely to be a good fuck, but that he'd make pretty dragonlings.

Skye came back to himself with a gasp and saw a very surprised and unsettled look on Braden's face. He'd felt it too and somehow realized that Skye picked up on his fantasy. While Braden had been debating how or if he should ask about showing Skye his skills, now he was just scared and ready to run.

"I'm sorry Braden. My magic is rather unpredictable and surprises me at times."

"I'm very sorry Your Majesty... I mean... I didn't intend to offend you. Father Dragon I really screwed this up, didn't I?"

"No it's fine, please don't worry about it. Thank you for your time." Skye ushered Braden out and then leaned against the door. Damn, that was hot. Never had that happen before. Definitely on the short list.

Fortunately the next candidate was non-eventful. A very non-descript average dragi, who while very skilled and competent with an impressive background, left Skye completely cold. He'd made a point to shake his hand and felt nothing. The candidate must have sensed the same lack of fit because he didn't even think about his skills or offering a sample when they finished the questions. Skye couldn't help but think back to Braden.

Skye's thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door. He turned and opened it then pulled the man inside and wrapped his arms around him while he captured his mouth in a passionate, probing kiss.

"I missed you," Skye said before grabbing Jerrick's ass and pulling him tight against his body, his tongue trying to climb down the shocked dragon's throat.

"Father Dragon, you were actually telling the truth. The Prince does know you... 'personally'," the other man said.

Jerrick pushed Skye back enough to breathe and nodded to the man with him. "Your Majesty, may I present my cousin Venci Lopez. He's applying for the secretary position."

"Pleasure to meet you. Jerrick it's good to see you again. Please don't make me come looking for you."

"Or what?" Jerrick asked with a raised eyebrow.

Or I'll find those dragon restraints and tie you to my bed for the next week. I will use you mercilessly and then share you with my mate and my nymph and maybe a few others.

So I should go hide now? Jerrick asked in his mind.

Skye grabbed Jerrick and made no effort to hide his groping of Jerrick's ass or crotch while he kissed him. I love you Jerrick.

"Love you too little sparrow. I'm glad you missed me," Jerrick whispered.

"Holy fuck cuz. You got to share your secrets and how in the nine hells can you two mind speak? And don't tell me you weren't - I know the tells."

"Sorry. That would be classified. I'm not sure you could handle it anyway," Jerrick responded.

"I can't believe this shit. You, Jerrick, giving me grief? I think we've got this backward," Venci said.

"Maybe you should focus on impressing His Majesty and doing well in your interview. I know this is sort of a stretch for you," Jerrick teased.

Skye didn't have to try to pick up on Venci's reaction or the humor in Jerrick's taunt. It was apparent that they had a long running competition of sorts and that usually Venci came out on top. He extended his hand to Venci, hoping to move things along.

"I assure you Prince Skye, I am very qualified." Venci took Skye's hand to shake and pulled back with a gasp.

To Skye it felt like he'd just grabbed a live wire and it woke everything up inside including his dragon. "I'm sorry. Guess there must be some static charge in here."

"Not surprising at all, Venci has always been a source of a boat load of static," Jerrick said with a wink. Guess this means I might have to share you with him? Do I at least get some benefit from being first?

Jerrick, I claimed you before I even had magic. You will always be special. And remember... don't go far.

"You did it again..." Vince accused glaring at Jerrick.

"Don't worry cousin. I just told him not to judge you by your looks, that you really are intelligent." Jerrick gave a smirk as he pulled the door closed, not waiting for Venci's response.

"Please, come in and have a seat," Skye offered. He watched Jerrick's cousin enter and admired the trim, lean body. Skye would have thought he was Jerrick's brother given how much they looked alike. Venci had much shorter hair that was shaved at the side and back and much longer on top. It swooped down toward his eyes and gave him a rakish look. His walk and how he carried himself was also different. Jerrick had an athlete's grace and power and had a military feel about him. Venci had a swing and sway to his walk that Skye would have once considered almost flamboyant, added to the facial expressions - Skye couldn't help but up that to 'flaming'.

"So you are currently the assistant to one of the admirals in Fleet?"

"That's correct."

"Why would you want to change jobs?"

Venci's right eyebrow shot up like it was trying to climb over his head. He held out his hands palm up, lifting the left hand and looking at it. "Let's think about this, stodgy old admiral who thinks I should consider waiting on him hand and foot as a privilege. All bureaucratic paperwork, long hours and not to mention a crotch that smells moldy and." He lifted the right hand and smiled. "Young, supremely hot, royal prince, destined to sit with his mate on the dragon throne, gallivanting about the galaxy meeting all sorts of interesting people... oh and from the scuttlebutt I hear, one of the hottest fucks in the known universe..." He now raised both brows, eyes wide. "Enough said?"

Skye sat stunned. He couldn't believe what Venci had just said. There was no finessing of words, no political correctness, just a stream of words reflecting exactly what he was thinking. Jerrick wouldn't kiss and tell... I know he wouldn't. And seriously, I'm not that special. So who?

"Please tell me that the information I received was correct. You can read minds, right?"

Skye saw a hint of nervousness in Venci and felt the concern that maybe, just maybe he'd gone too far.

"Yes, that's correct but I try not to read someone's mind without cause or their permission."

He could see Venci relax. "Good. I figure if you can read minds or sense my thoughts, then honesty is best. I assure you I can speak and act in a very dignified and politically correct manner, but if you are looking underneath the contrast might make your head spin."

Skye laughed. Yeah, he is so right. Maybe it would be refreshing to have someone not afraid to say exactly what they're thinking. "Why don't we go through the questions?"

"Your choice Your Majesty, unless you'd like me to start with a skills demonstration? I practiced on Jerrick so I'm all warmed up."

Skye felt the heat in his face and had to look away. It brought back too many memories of things he shouldn't be thinking right now and made his trousers uncomfortably snug. "I think we'll start with the questions."

"As it pleases you," Venci said. But as he did so he adjusted himself and spread his legs a little wider, drawing Skye's attention to the hard bulge under his uniform.

It took all of Skye's concentration, willpower, and shielding to get through the questions. Venci was too much like Jerrick and his thoughts when they leaked through hit every one of Skye's buttons.

Fortunately, Venci had exceptional experience, especially with languages and other cultures from working with the admiral. He'd been to numerous planets and star ports and knew the inner workings of the Imperial Forces. He also came with stellar recommendations from every single officer he'd supported. There was even a private note from the admiral.

"And you'd be okay having another assistant working with you?"

"Absolutely. We'd just need to be clear on who was responsible for what," Venci answered.

"And supporting multiple people is not a problem?"

"No sir. As long as I understand the priorities and who takes precedent. Do you have any other questions for me Your Majesty?"

"No, I think that was everything," Skye said looking down at his list.

"Ready for that demonstration?" Venci asked as he stood and stretched just enough to capture Skye's eye.

"No, that's really not necessary."

"But Your Majesty, if you read the letters of recommendation, you'll see that it is often rated as one of my strengths."

"They did. The moldy admiral really doesn't want to give you up."

"You could ask Jerrick..." Venci was almost into Skye's personal space and being seated, he had a perfect view of the narrow hips, muscled legs, and prominent bulge.

"Really, that's not necessary."

Venci dropped to his knees and put his hand on Skye's legs, pushing them gently wider. Skye made a small squeak and caught his breath at the look in Venci's brown eyes. There was a devilish sparkle, one that reminded him too much of Jerrick. Venci licked his lips and pointedly looked at the growing bulge in Skye's trousers.

"Someone needs some attention," Venci said in a sexy whisper. He leaned in and let his breath warm Skye's bulge. He looked up through his long lashes, peeking through the bangs and Skye made another small sound. "You do know I can feel your lust? I know you want me to. I know you want to strip me naked and devour me. Dragon's going through the change can't hide."

Shit, shit, shit. How can I keep forgetting?

Venci slid his hands up the inside of Skye's thighs, leaned in and put his mouth to the cloth of his bulge and teased with his breath and lips. "It would be easier if you slid these off sir."

Damn. I know I'm probably going to regret this. Skye thought as he stood and then felt Venci's hands on his ass, up and down his legs, helping slide the pants off until his erection stood out at attention. Even before he could sit back down Venci had begun licking at his cock, teasing him and bringing little whimpers.

"Damn but you're even more beautiful than I imagined. And fuck if you don't smell good enough to eat," Venci said before he took Skye fully into his mouth and began doing things that made Skye melt into the chair.

Skye was having trouble thinking about anything but the warm wet mouth and the gentle touch on his thighs. He looked down at those eyes still watching him and saw that he'd started to glow. Venci looked extremely pleased and Skye tapped him, letting him know he was close.

Venci started making a low, gravelly growl in his throat that vibrated through to Skye's manhood making him cry out as his orgasm hit. It felt like he was going to pump out every bit of jiz he had.

Venci had started to glow too and had a strange almost euphoric expression on his face. He'd closed his eyes and was sucking and licking, capturing every bit of what Skye could give him. He devoured Skye like a starving man. When he finished, he looked up and smiled. His eyes were dilated and full of lust. "Please fuck me."

"Not today Venci. Thank you, you weren't exaggerating about your skills but I'm not ready for that." Skye pulled himself back together and knelt down beside Venci who hadn't moved. "Are you okay?"

He gave a nervous laugh. "It has been a long time since I was with a human. I forgot how intoxicating it was. Father Dragon I want you to fuck me and fill me so badly I can't think of anything else."

Skye felt guilty, knowing it wasn't just because he was human but was also because of his magic. He gently put his hand to Venci's cheek and traced his fingers along his jaw line. He was a little more fine featured than Jerrick - almost more feminine. Venci leaned into his touch and made a soft moan.

"So I wasn't moldy smelling?" Skye asked.

"Father Dragon, no. You were perfect. Please, you've got to give me a chance. I'll do anything. Not just oral, honest. You can fuck me and use me anyway you want, just please let me stay with you."

"Take some deep breaths and pull yourself together. I wouldn't make any big decisions for several hours. No, better yet, none today."

Venci nodded. "I took the day off."

"Good. Do you need Jerrick to get you home?"

Skye felt it and got the thought before Venci put it into words. "Bastard's going to benefit from this isn't he? He's going to get the fuck I want so badly. He wouldn't say, but we all knew someone new was in his life. It's you."

"I'm betting it was Taleel," Skye said.

"Oh, I know they're doing each other. But only because they can't have you. I watch and listen and Jerrick's been home enough - even brought Taleel by. Things slip, small comments, and things they don't say."

Skye couldn't think of how to respond. He knew it was true, he'd felt it from both of them and they'd said things... made comments. No, he couldn't deny what Venci said. "Jerrick is very special to me."

"I could be special..."

"You already are Venci or Jerrick wouldn't have let you near me."

Venci looked at Skye and even through the lust something clicked. He gave a small smile and got to his feet. "If you have any more questions, need any more demonstrations, just ask."

Skye shook his hand and felt a warm tingle rather than the shock from before. It felt good and comfortable and he heard the smallest of sounds escape Venci. "Perhaps we'll meet again?"

"Father Dragon, I damn sure hope so."

• Scene 7 *

"Someone couldn't bother to tell me? Give me a warning?" Skye yelled.

Jerrick sat calmly across from Skye's desk and gave his best innocent face. "I'm sorry Skye, it never even occurred to me. I've never introduced someone to our ways before. Everyone knows personal assistants give blow jobs. It's just the way things are."

There was a quiet knock and Mica peered in. "Your Majesty, are you okay? Do you need something?"

Skye took a breath and realized that Mica had picked up on his anger and frustration. He could see the worry and concern written all over his face. "No Mica, I'm sorry. Just having some issues adjusting to dragon ways."

Mica nodded and pulled the door closed. Jerrick turned back around and looked at Skye.

"He's picking up on your emotions? Not just lust?"

"Yes. So is Dillon. It's not mind speech and it's not because I'm human."

Jerrick looked confused.

Skye sighed. "You know how you said dragons could pick up a lot from humans, surface thoughts and emotions?"

"Yes."

"Now that I have a dragon form, the doctors said I'm a hybrid and that's no longer true. You're too close to me to notice because I think you're experiencing some of what Mica gets. But to an unfamiliar dragon I would feel 'dragon'."

"But I can still sense you..."

"Yeah, but not for the same reason. I don't understand it any better than you. Now, back to this assistant thing. Why did you include your cousin?"

"He's very good Skye. He was one of the most senior applicants and honestly, I thought he'd be a good fit. For all his showy style, he is very professional and very capable. He is very discreet and holds confidences and honestly my gut just said I should."

Damn dragon mojo. "Any of the others hit your gut?"

"Wait. Did you not like Venci? Did he do something wrong?"

"No. I liked him a little too much. Of course it doesn't hurt that he reminds me of you. My magic noticed him."

"But that's a good thing. Right?"

"I guess. If it makes you feel better he was my top choice. Now about the others?"

"Serat picked all of the possible candidates. I just helped narrow them down. He picked three and I picked two or well we both picked Venci."

"And your other pick?"

"Braden. Don't know why, he just felt right. He's brilliant with systems, computers, and research and is as well versed in protocol and etiquette as Venci."

"He's my second choice. You think he'd be okay being the junior assistant?"

"Definitely. He doesn't have as much experience or the rank that Venci does. I also think he'd be thrilled just to have a chance outside of HealthCorps."

"Can you take care of it? Getting them both on board and up to speed? Or is there something else I need to do?"

"I'd be glad to. They'll have to give notice but given who you are, they may release them early."

"You haven't been by since the whole slaver thing," Skye accused.

"I was giving you space. Taleel and I agreed you needed time with Garrett and your family. Not dealing with us."

Skye walked around the desk and climbed onto the chair putting his knees beside Jerrick's hips and sitting in his lap. He put his hands on Jerrick's chest and leaned down to kiss the top of his head. "Asshole. You are my family. Don't do that again. I needed you, hell, I still need you."

Jerrick looked up and gave a bashful smile. "I'm sorry. I just thought..."

Skye moved to the floor so he could lean in and brush his lips against Jerrick's. "No dickhead, you didn't think. So I'm telling you now, and I'll tell Taleel when I see him, I want you near me. And if I'm hurt or having a tough time I better damn well be able to touch you or I might just go medieval on your ass." Skye felt his dragon stirring as his lust built.

"Kinky," Jerrick said with a smirk.

"Yeah, speaking of which, you should be naked."

"What?" Jerrick choked out.

Skye stood and pulled Jerrick to his feet, then grabbed him and carried him to the wall where he pinned him and began kissing him as his hands started undressing the man.

"Here?" Jerrick objected.

"We're not in the hallway. Consider this being discreet." Skye pulled and tugged helping Jerrick out of his clothes while he groped and kissed. He could feel his dragon pushing, wanting him to fully claim Jerrick. When Skye had Jerrick suitably naked, he pressed his body against him and began kissing and nibbling up and down his neck. He reached the soft tender flesh at the base where it met his collar bone and bit down, sucking the flesh into his mouth. You are mine Jerrick. Let's make sure everyone knows.

Jerrick was quivering by the time Skye released him and began kissing down his chest. He licked and bit at Jerrick's nipples until he was gasping, then moved down and tongue fucked his belly button while his hands gripped and kneaded the firm coppery ass. Skye let out a low growl when he followed down to Jerrick's throbbing cock and took it into his mouth.

"Skye, what's gotten into you?"

"At the moment your beautiful cock," Skye said as he licked and sucked running his hands up and down Jerrick's lean body.

"Too much Skye, you're going to make me shoot," Jerrick gasped.

Skye sucked harder and slid his fingers along Derricks crack and started sliding a finger inside him, then two and was rewarded almost immediately with a mouthful of the best tasting cream. He sucked and licked while he held Jerrick in place when his knees gave out.

"Mmmmm. You taste good baby." Skye stood and kissed Jerrick driving his tongue into his mouth and sharing the sweet load. He kissed and explored and rubbed himself up and down against Jerrick as he began removing his own clothes.

When he was naked he turned Jerrick to face the wall and pressed his body up against him as he rubbed. "I want you Jerrick."

"Please Skye, stop teasing and take me. You know how much I want you."

Skye worked his way in and held still as he felt the tight folds of Jerrick's ass caressing him. "Such a tight, hot ass."

"Fuck me hard Skye. Show me how much you want me," Jerrick pleaded.

Skye started slowly until he was sure that Jerrick could handle him. Then he fucked rough and hard, just like Jerrick liked. He pushed the braids aside and bit and licked at his neck and shoulder as he took him, then reached around and began stroking Jerrick in time with his thrusts.

"When I fill you with my seed, do you want my magic?"

"Father Dragon, YES!"

As Skye reached the peak, he turned Jerrick's head and captured his mouth in a passionate kiss - continuing to stroke him.

Jerrick cried out into his mouth as his orgasm hit and Skye's body exploded sending his hot seed deep into Jerrick's ass. Skye let the magic flow and felt it fill both of them, sending shivers through his body and making Jerrick's ass flex and squeeze around him. He pulled Jerrick to the floor and continued to kiss him as they both glowed and held each other.

• Scene 8 *

Skye had returned to the palace and had a quiet dinner on the terrace with Christos, Willow, and Rilien. It took some cajoling but he managed to get Dillon to sit down and eat with them as well. There was still no word from Garrett and the celebration dinner had been postponed since Kwill had yet to be released.

Skye decided to return to his room and chill out with some music. He wasn't sure if he'd need to shift to his dragon form but if it didn't push he wasn't going to either. He and Dillon had agreed that they would both stay with Christos the next day and talked about what they might do to help as they neared Skye's suite. As they approached the door Skye could feel Garrett's presence. Garrett was still shielding but there was no doubt in Skye's mind.

"Dillon, do you think that tonight Willow could sleep in your room?"

"Sir?" Dillon responded in a squeak.'

"He doesn't like being alone and Kleitos is with Nik and River. I'm thinking Garrett and I need some time so I can beat some sense into him..."

"But he's not back."

"He is. I can feel him. You don't have to have sex with Willow. Though I don't doubt he'll do his very best to seduce you."

"But sir..."

"You should make him work for it and not give in too easily. I think you'll really enjoy it and maybe it would relieve some of your stress."

"Why me?"

"Because I want to make sure we take good care of you. Because you haven't let anyone else but me or Garrett get close, even though I see every one of the guys flirting with you. I warned you that it would happen. They said it's part of my magic and that those who are close to me will start finding each other more and more attractive. Willow is the most non-threatening guy I know and I hate it when you go without just because it can't be me."

"But I love being with you." Dillon stared down at the floor then finally stiffened and responded. "Okay, I'll do it.

Skye pulled Dillon in and kissed him. "Thank you."

Skye warned his guards that there was likely to be shouting and heightened emotions before he entered and closed the doors behind him. He found Garrett sitting on the sofa, staring at the wall with his head in his hands. Skye walked in front of him, and stood silently, arms crossed.

"Skye... I didn't hear you..." Garrett said looking up.

"Hey douchebag. I'm pissed at you."

"I'm sorry Skye, this has nothing to do with you. I just needed time."

"Nothing to do with me?" Skye yelled. "You block me out for friggin days, don't talk to me, don't tell me what's going on and have the gall to tell me it has nothing to do with me!"

"Skye..."

"You promised me. No more secrets. No hiding. That you would be there for me!"

"You don't understand..."

"Damned right I don't! Because some ass wipe blocked me out so that I can't! If we were connected, like we're supposed to be I could help. But noooooooo. You can do this better on your own." Garrett's shields were wavering and more and more was coming through.

"I let you down... I couldn't..."

Skye leaned forward and poked Garrett in the chest as he continued. "Yes. You did. But not the way you think. You failed me when you pushed me out. We are stronger when we're together and you fucked that up. Do you think I give a damn about what ship I'm on, or whether or not you're in command? If I'm with you I don't care."

"But she was my ship!"

Skye rolled his eyes. "Really Garrett? Really? No you aren't in charge. But it is a more senior post with a lot more responsibility on a ship that's over ten times larger. As I've been told, we all have to earn our way."

"And they're trying to turn you into a killer."

"Assassin actually. No, I'm not happy about that either but after today I'm starting to see why."

"I swear Skye, I didn't know. I never would have subjected you to this..."

"Then why check out? Are you saying you wouldn't have chosen me?"

"Father Dragon no. I love you Skye, I can't stand the thought of not being with you."

"So you left? Damn it Garrett you're making no sense."

"I was trying to figure out what I could do - if we had options. They sent me up to meet the new captain and then I had to tell the old crew I'd been reassigned."

"I know."

Garrett looked up in surprise. "You know?"

"Fleet Admiral Matsui told me when she gave me my orders."

"What? Your orders? That's how you knew about the new ship?"

"Yeah. Seems River and I have just joined Elite Squadron and will be on the Temero with you."

"No. You can't Skye, not Elite."

"Your Father's orders Garrett. No getting out of this one."

"I'm so sorry Skye..."

"Then do something. Pull up your space boy tights and deal. You are my mate and I expect you to act like it. Don't you ever, ever block me out again or I might just let Kleitos beat you to a pulp. That is, unless I don't do it first. We are in this together and I love you Garrett D'Or Drakken, more than anything in this universe. I need you and I need you with me. Not sulking, not hiding, here. Don't make me whoop you."

A smile had started and grown across Garrett's face. His eyes were sparkling and he'd perked up. "Fuck but you're sexy when you're angry and taking control."

For a second Skye felt like the wind had been knocked out of him. "Oh no Mister. Seducing me is not going to get you out of this one. If you thought I was so sexy, then you'd have been here doing something about it. Not off hiding." Skye felt his dragon coming to life - seeing that smile and feeling Garrett's lust had almost undone him in a heartbeat.

"I'm sorry I made you go without," Garrett said with a smile.

"I muddled through. Fortunately Kleitos was here to take care of me. He's really improved you know. A few more nights and I think I'll have him well trained." Skye's mind was racing, his body had heated up and he wanted Garrett so badly it hurt.

"Kleitos?" Garrett said in a low growl. His eyes had started to flame and Skye could feel the suspicion and jealousy building. "Where was River or Dillon?"

"River is taking care of Nik. Besides, I like Kleitos. Are you jealous? Remember, you're the one who suggested him in the first place."

"That was before I knew he was trying to steal you."

"Garrett, don't be a dickhead. He can't steal me we're bonded. He also loves you and would never do anything to hurt you. And if you stop shielding then you know very damn well, that you are the only one I really want. I would gladly let everyone else find other lovers if my magic would let me."

"Sorry. Ever since I saw you shift, my dragon's been on edge. Normally I stay in the driver's seat but lately..."

"And your dragon was okay with running off to Draga Starport and cutting me off?"

"No. Actually he was pretty much furious with me the whole time. He's been so noisy I haven't been able to think straight."

"Maybe, I should deal with him instead. He might be the smart one." The idea came to him in a rush. He knew how to take back control.

"Skye..."

Skye walked over to the bed and began stripping. He pulled the covers back and lie down on the bed.

"It's not even dark yet, what are you doing?"

"If you hadn't blocked me out, you'd know I'd had a very stressful day. I'm going to bed."

Now let's see if I can nudge him along, maybe break down his control. He knew Garrett was still watching - Skye leaned back and spread his legs as he began touching himself. He was already hard and he began stroking himself. Skye licked his fingers and lifted his leg, tipping his ass up so he could tease his own hole. He made a loud moan as he fingered his ass and stroked himself giving the best show he could. If it hadn't been for Willow, he wouldn't have thought of this approach. But given how it had worked on him the night before he had no doubts it would get to Garrett.

"Skye..." Garrett said in a low growl.

Definitely got his attention. Skye licked his fingers again and slid his finger inside, rubbing and opening up his hole. He intentionally let out a louder than usual moan as he tipped his ass up more so he could hit the magic spot.

"Stop Skye, that's mine." Garrett rumbled as he climbed between Skye's legs and ran is hands down Skye's thighs.

"You weren't here," Skye responded.

Garrett lifted Skye's legs and held him tightly as he buried his face in Skye's crack. His tongue licking and exploring Skye's hole. "Mine!"

Skye let out another moan, this one unforced. Garrett was growling as he licked and sucked, rimming Skye like he couldn't get enough. He licked up from Skye's opening across the tender skin and took one ball then the other, rolling it in his mouth. His tongue continued up, sliding up the underside of Skye's cock and capturing the dripping pre-cum before returning back to tongue fucking Skye.

Oh god. That feels so incredible. Skye's body had no doubts it was his mate. Garrett had completely opened back up to him and was giving Skye the pleasure only he knew how to do. Skye was no longer able to think, his entire universe focused solely on the warm wet tongue and the pleasure it was bringing inside him. Nothing else existed.

End Chapter 19

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