Torevik as he'd liked. A man had come; black-haired, black-eyed and dressed in near darkness early on, threatening Dantel if he used Torevik's family or connections for political gain. Dantel normally didn't back down for anyone, but this one held a persuasion that Dantel couldn't explain or deny. Tory had remained married to Darletta, but just as she'd said, he was dead weight. Dantel thought several times over the years of killing him so Darletta could access Tory's holdings, but something always held him back. Dantel couldn't explain that, either.
"Get him to sign the agreement and put him on the first passenger ship out of here," Dantel huffed. He was done with this meeting.
"It'll be finished in less than a click," Darletta promised and oozed out of her father's office, her expensive heels clicking on wood floors that few could afford, nowadays.
* * *
"That's it. We're done," Darletta pulled the comp-vid away from Tory and transmitted the signed data to the state's records a short while later. "You're free. Shoo. Go away." Darletta made a dismissive motion with her hand. Torevik Rath sat and blinked at her for a moment or two.
"We're done? I'm free?"
"I said that." Something must have c fi must hlicked in Tory's mind at Darletta's words. He stood, beginning to feel angry; that was something that hadn't happened in a while and he couldn't explain it. A stream of smoke curled from his nostrils. Darletta, who'd never seen that before, took a step backward. "Here's a ticket for passage to Le-Ath Veronis," She held out the small chip, her hand shaking. "Daddy wants you off the planet by the end of the day."
"I don't need a ticket," Tory snapped, disappearing right in front of Darletta Schuul.
* * *
"I swear I'm going after this scum myself." Lissa fumed at the dinner table. A shipment of oxberries and wine from Le-Ath Veronis had been hijacked by pirates on its way to Refizan.
"You could transport the shipments yourself," Roff suggested.
"I could. But we do a lot of shipping. Where would it end?"
"No idea. Toff sends his love and says Nissa, Yoff and Trik are well."
"Can't Glendes let go of those four so they can come home once in a while? Yoff is barely twenty, for Pete's sake."
"He says they stay busy."
"Well, busy isn't always good," Lissa pointed out as a servant placed the soup course in front of her.
"Mom, do you have a place for me? Darletta and I just got divorced." Tory stood at the entrance to Lissa's dining room.
"Tory?" Lissa rose and stared in shock at her son.
* * *
"Reah," Rylend Morphis dipped his head to me and offered his arm. As Teeg's ambassador, he'd escort me to Teeg, who was busy making small talk with this potentate or that. I'd seen Wylend off in a corner, talking with someone while Erland and Garek guarded him. Wylend had tried once, early on, to schedule a meeting between us. I'd refused. Ry had also refused a meeting with his great-grandfather. After Wyatt's death, Rylend had renounced his citizenship and went to work for his brother, Teeg. Teeg depended heavily on Ry to smooth ruffled feathers here and there among rulers and planets belonging to the Campiaan Alliance.
"Have you talked to Mom lately?" Ry asked as he led me toward Teeg.
"No. Should I?" I asked.
"Darletta and Tory are divorced. As of three days ago. Tory's on Le-Ath Veronis, now."
"I'm not surprised she didn't tell me," I said stiffly. Tory and I had nothing in common, except for six daughters and the claiming marks that still scarred the back of my neck.
"She says he wasn't feeling well when he showed up."
"I'm sorry to hear that."
"I haven't talked to him, yet. I may get some time in the next day or so to visit."
"Ry, don't ask me to go. His girls don't even know him. Whose fault is that?"
"There isn't a way to heal that hurt, is there?" Ry looked at me briefly before turning his eyes back to our path through visiting dignitaries.
"I don't think so." My answer made Rylend sigh. He was perhaps the
"Get him to sign the agreement and put him on the first passenger ship out of here," Dantel huffed. He was done with this meeting.
"It'll be finished in less than a click," Darletta promised and oozed out of her father's office, her expensive heels clicking on wood floors that few could afford, nowadays.
* * *
"That's it. We're done," Darletta pulled the comp-vid away from Tory and transmitted the signed data to the state's records a short while later. "You're free. Shoo. Go away." Darletta made a dismissive motion with her hand. Torevik Rath sat and blinked at her for a moment or two.
"We're done? I'm free?"
"I said that." Something must have c fi must hlicked in Tory's mind at Darletta's words. He stood, beginning to feel angry; that was something that hadn't happened in a while and he couldn't explain it. A stream of smoke curled from his nostrils. Darletta, who'd never seen that before, took a step backward. "Here's a ticket for passage to Le-Ath Veronis," She held out the small chip, her hand shaking. "Daddy wants you off the planet by the end of the day."
"I don't need a ticket," Tory snapped, disappearing right in front of Darletta Schuul.
* * *
"I swear I'm going after this scum myself." Lissa fumed at the dinner table. A shipment of oxberries and wine from Le-Ath Veronis had been hijacked by pirates on its way to Refizan.
"You could transport the shipments yourself," Roff suggested.
"I could. But we do a lot of shipping. Where would it end?"
"No idea. Toff sends his love and says Nissa, Yoff and Trik are well."
"Can't Glendes let go of those four so they can come home once in a while? Yoff is barely twenty, for Pete's sake."
"He says they stay busy."
"Well, busy isn't always good," Lissa pointed out as a servant placed the soup course in front of her.
"Mom, do you have a place for me? Darletta and I just got divorced." Tory stood at the entrance to Lissa's dining room.
"Tory?" Lissa rose and stared in shock at her son.
* * *
"Reah," Rylend Morphis dipped his head to me and offered his arm. As Teeg's ambassador, he'd escort me to Teeg, who was busy making small talk with this potentate or that. I'd seen Wylend off in a corner, talking with someone while Erland and Garek guarded him. Wylend had tried once, early on, to schedule a meeting between us. I'd refused. Ry had also refused a meeting with his great-grandfather. After Wyatt's death, Rylend had renounced his citizenship and went to work for his brother, Teeg. Teeg depended heavily on Ry to smooth ruffled feathers here and there among rulers and planets belonging to the Campiaan Alliance.
"Have you talked to Mom lately?" Ry asked as he led me toward Teeg.
"No. Should I?" I asked.
"Darletta and Tory are divorced. As of three days ago. Tory's on Le-Ath Veronis, now."
"I'm not surprised she didn't tell me," I said stiffly. Tory and I had nothing in common, except for six daughters and the claiming marks that still scarred the back of my neck.
"She says he wasn't feeling well when he showed up."
"I'm sorry to hear that."
"I haven't talked to him, yet. I may get some time in the next day or so to visit."
"Ry, don't ask me to go. His girls don't even know him. Whose fault is that?"
"There isn't a way to heal that hurt, is there?" Ry looked at me briefly before turning his eyes back to our path through visiting dignitaries.
"I don't think so." My answer made Rylend sigh. He was perhaps the
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