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Kittens, Unlikely Allies, 2 With sore bottoms, Tarriana and I stood at our Dorm room window watching as both the Fang and the Dagger lept toward the stars. "Hey you two," began Saffrella. "Look at you both holding hands." She giggled. "Erika, watch the door," she urged, then produced an apple from the dining hall. "No you two stay just like that, don't move." She did something and split the apple in half, then turning them she bit into each one in several places. Then kneeling behind us she began rubbing the halves over our reddened, bare bottoms. The relief was instant as the Endorphins began soothing the area of our multiple spankings. "Hurry Mistress Myrtle is coming," warned Erika. She grabbed an apple half and started eating it. I wanted to giggle as I saw her eyes dilate. "Kitten Sulia, Zassy. Give me that, this instant," we heard in the next room. "Oh crap," began Saffrella, her nose catching the pungent odor of burning Marijuana from the next room. The sound of running feet could be heard as classmates headed for their own rooms. Not wanting to get caught with contraband I began eating the other half of the apple. It was the second bite that got me as the Endorphins began to take effect. I could feel myself growing aroused, and oh how I wanted to play. I could tell Erika was feeling the same way as I looked into her eyes. Suddenly Saffrella snatched both halves from us. "Apples are not contraband. You both need to stop before you get into trouble." "Everyone in the hallway now!" commanded Mistress Myrtle. "Ma'am, I need a Chow on the second floor of the second year dorms. Seems a few kittens have smuggled contraband into the school." "Oh shit," muttered Saffrella. She was looking at Erika's bottle of aspirin sitting on the desk. Tarriana snagged it up on her way to stand beside Erika to the left of our door as Saffrella stood next to me on the right. I leaned forward a bit and stole a glance at Sulia and Zassy. Their two roommates Marissa Tyler and another human girl I barely remembered hurried from the common room to the opposite side of the door. Suddenly teachers were at the end of each hallway, I could hear the other floors as the Kittens were ordered out of their rooms as well. The feeling of dread washed over us a few minutes later as Headmistress Gwendolyn stepped to the top of the stairs, but it wasn't her that set everyone on edge. It was the creature next to her, a 'Gambichow' her neck and head spikes extended at full agitation, her saliva drooling onto the mirror finish of the floor, her barbed tail vibrating in anticipation, it was this creature who was emanating the feeling of dread. "Myrtle, why do you need a Chow?" asked Mistress Gwendolyn calmly. Holding out the confiscated Joint as evidence, the reaction was instant. "Kittens, you will remain calm. Do not in any way attempt to interfere with 'Precious' as she searches your rooms," stated Mistress Gwendolyn. 'Precious? Did she just call that beast of Halcyon, Precious?' Petting down the creatures back, the barbs flattening under her touch as she let it sniff the joint, then she said, "Find it all for me Sweetie, that's a good girl." She patted its shoulder and it darted into the first room. Going into the second room it returned to drop something at the feet of Kitten Monika before darting into our room. A moment later it was in the room next to ours, its snarls told us it found something more as the sounds of splintering wood were heard. Then it dropped a sandwich baggy at Zassy's feet before going to the next room. Headmistress Gwendolyn had stepped quietly to stand in front of us now. "Kittens Natani, Erika, why are your eyes glazed?" she asked Slowly Erika bent her elbow, her hand turning to hold out the half of the Apple in her open palm. Taking it, Mistress Gwendolyn sniffed it then grinned at Saffrella who blanched. She looked deep into Tarriana's eyes next. Mistress Myrtle was there in a second. "Ma'am?" "Natani, Tarriana step forward and lift your skirts please," it wasn't really a request though it sounded like one. I felt her long fingernails as they pulled my pantys down before she caressed my bare bottom. "Not a trace of redness left, did you thank Saffrella for the Endorphins she injected into the Apple? Or did we interrupt you?" We were afraid to answer. Playing without permission was not allowed. But also not returning favors was just as much a taboo. This was a grey area no one wanted to get caught on the wrong side of, depending on how it was interpreted. "You four will come to me after the lights are out," she reached out her hands cupping both our chins. Looking into our eyes she could see the further erotic effects of the Endorphins as they spread through our system. "Saffrella, you might wish to inject a few more apples during the next evening meal." She turned and the sound of her heels click clacked down the hall. "Myrtle, I will handle the spankings for the contraband myself. Bianca, Come Kitten I have something for you." She was still carrying the apple half. Bianca fell in step, three steps behind, one to the right, head high, hands behind her, her fingers laced together. This posture pushed her breasts out on display, letting them bounce in time with her steps. In all there were seven Kittens who had been caught with contraband in our dorm. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I didn't really understand what had just happened. She certainly didn't sound like she was mad at us, but with Mistress Gwendolyn one never knew for sure. I knew I would never willingly play the Earth game of Poker with her. On Terrellia we called the game 'Scratch', the Lyconians called it 'Fools Bluff', and Draconians called it 'Blood and Water'. It seemed to be one of those things that was universal to a good many races. Here at the Academy though we called it 'Purr and Punishment'. Somewhere kittens had given winning hands a sexual act value, hence the name Purr and Punishment. The winning hand got to perform the act on the one with the lowest ranked losing hand. It was another of those things that though forbidden, was strategically overlooked unless it became a problem. Like Erika's Aspirin, Saffrella had intentionally laced each one with a drop of Endorphins to help with Erika's headaches. Of course it also had a euphoric effect as well. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ When everyone was released to return to our rooms I sat there wondering how much trouble we were in. Then as the lights went out we started to get ready for our appointment. There was a scratch at the door and Erika opened it to find Precious there. She turned and started down the hallway toward the stairs, we quickly followed silently, reluctantly, as she led the way out of the dorm and out across the lawn to the back door of the little cottage. I kept thinking that she sure must be well fed and pampered, she was much fatter than any 'Chow' I'd ever seen before. When the door opened we saw her standing there gesturing for us to enter. "Come in kittens, tonight you are going to receive a very special treat." I looked to my three roommates for support. And Tarriana squeezed my hand, then we heard a soft gasp and a giggle from the front room. Finally as we stepped through the little kitchen the heat of the next room hit us. It was swelteringly hot in there, Mistress had a fire going in the fireplace. The Gambichow, Precious lay on the oversized hearth panting, and finally it clicked in my head as I took in the other three kittens in the room with us. Mistress Kitten Tyrea, and Fillandra a fourth year kitten, and Bianca, Mistress new House Kitten knelt at the edge. A Mistress Kitten, was the proper title for a former House Kitten who had been given a teaching position and was in charge of other House kittens. "Go ahead Kittens have a seat," Mistress sounded quite excited. It was then that I realized Precious wasn't fat from over eating, she was pregnant. I looked sideways at Saffrella and saw her brow wrinkle a bit, the 'Chow' was in labor. "This is truly a privilege, very few ever get to witness a Gambichow birth. Thank you Mistress," said Fillandra as we sat there ringed halfway around the hearth holding hands. We each echoed our thanks as well though I was still wondering why the four of us had been chosen to witness it. Did she expect us to impress one of the newborns? I knew that as a Princess of Terrellia, Tarriana would be allowed to bond with a Goth soon after graduation. "They will not bond until the seventh week," said Fillandra. It was the first time I'd actually seen her up close enough to see the tags hanging from her collar. They weren't the regular Cougar tags, and I was unfamiliar with the symbols. In a soft low voice Fillandra replied, "They are from the Kitten Academy on Demonia Prime. I was a House Kitten there before Mistress bought me and brought me here two years ago," there were tears glistening at the corners of her eyes. But I was unsure whether they were joyful or sad. Precious let out a drawn out whooping yowl that I could tell was filled with pain, as her body tensed. Suddenly both Fillandra and Saffrella reached out to touch her and a calmness washed over her. Her panting quickened as the muscles in her sides began to ripple. But it was a full ten minutes later that the first Kitten was born. Mistress explained that it had been during her vacation to Yellow Stone the week before Kittens began arriving for school that Precious had chosen a Mountain Lion to mate with, which was why the newborns were kittens and not pups. It was nearly two AM before the last one had been born and they had all been cleaned up and nursed. "Now Kittens, you will each take one with you and care for her until Precious and I return. She needs to hunt and regain her strength," said Mistress Gwendolyn as she grinned while tucking a Kitten into each of our bras between our breasts. "Just let them snuggle there for warmth and comfort. The beat of your heart will reassure them." She walked each of us back to our rooms taking time to speak to the floor Mistress' before she left. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I lay there worrying, what if it fell or wiggled out while I was sleeping? Would they be back in time before we had to go class? Would a 'Chow' get along with a Goth? We almost missed the tinkle of the wakeup bell, and even though we were tired we quickly got ready for the day ahead. In the dining hall Mistress Cheyenne snapped, "Kitten Tarriana, what is wrong with front of your uniform? Get over here kitten and take out whatever it is you are trying to hide." I hurried over to stand in front of her. "Well, take it out and place it on the table right this second," she demanded. A blood curdling growl suddenly erupted behind her, "Cheyenne, Tarriana is Kitten sitting for Precious." Mistress Gwendolyn had just returned. "Go ahead Kittens and get your breakfast. Then come to the cottage and we'll relieve you of your responsibilities." All day after that the place between my breasts felt chilled and empty. It wasn't until our free time just before dinner that we got a chance to talk with Tyrea and Fillandra. "I can't believe she had such a large litter," said Fillandra. "Usually it's between two and four. Occasionally there will be five, but no one has ever heard of seven. Wild 'Chows usually only have two though," our Demonian Kitten was full of information. Finally I asked her a question that had been bugging me all day. "Fill, why is it that I could hear your thoughts earlier? You know, while we had the kittens with us?" Now she giggled, "It's a psychic link between the kittens, contact with us allowed us to be temporarily linked as well." All week long we each asked if the kittens were doing ok. And we were assured that they were. We saw Precious several times as she walked the grounds, but there was no sign of the kittens. Then on Sunday morning I was awakened by Precious as she sat next to my bed before the wakeup bell. She nudged my shoulder then her nose dipped downward and to my surprise disappeared into a pouch of flesh. When it came out there was the same kitten I'd cared for after their birth. Sure she was a little bit larger but not by much. She went to each of our beds and delivered a kitten then rushed off. At the doorway Mistress Myrtle said, "I see you are all kitten sitting today. Well it's a good thing there are no classes." Suddenly I could hear Erika's thoughts in my head. I wondered why I couldn't see anything though, weren't psychic connections supposed to project visions as well? 'Not this early, silly. Their eyes are still closed,' came Fillandra's thoughts into my head. My other three roommates giggled hearing them too. Then the thought caught me as Natani's thoughts echoed my own, 'We won't be able to get away with anything now. But that's ok, I don't think I want to try running away again anyway,' I thought to myself. 'If you did Precious could find you, all she'd have to do is ask her kitten to reach out to you,' replied Fillandra through the link. 'Will we always have this link?' I asked. Once again it was Fillandra who provided the answer. 'Not once they are weaned and bond with someone. We call it the Impression, the Native American Shape Shifters call it Imprinting. It happens when two or more are perfectly matched to form a life bond. But 'Chows are very picky to Impress.' I looked over at Natani and saw that she shared my thoughts as well. Fillandra was hoping to be allowed to impress a Chow. She also knew more about them than she was letting on. It was later that afternoon in the recreation room next to the Dining hall that we each sat cuddling our burdens. "Gambichows come from the planet Halcion, fourth in the Demonian system," began Fillandra. "We call it Demonia Four." "So that's why Halcion isn't on any star charts," giggle Natani. "I was trying to find it after we got the pleasure of caring for these little ladies." She was absently stroking hers with a finger as it slept snugly between her breasts. I hoped they couldn't feel my relief, I doubted that a Gambichow and a Goth would get along sharing a bondmate. And as a Princess of Terrellia I would be expected to have a Goth Bondmate, not a Gambichow. I wondered how my mother would feel if I returned home with one. This time we'd cared for the kittens for nearly a full day and a half. And they were getting hungry, the seven of us gathered in the Dining hall where we were heating up some cow's milk to feed them. "Kitten's what are you doing?" asked Mistress Victoria. "We're getting ready to feed the Kittens, Mistress," answered Tyrea. It would be the third time we'd fed them since they were dropped off with us. "I wonder how much longer we'll be responsible for them?" asked Fillandra with a bit of excitement in her voice. "I don't know Kitten's, Mistress Gwendolyn isn't on the grounds at the moment." "Are you sure that you should be feeding them that milk? I mean they are Chows after all." Stated Mistress Victoria. "What if they have a bad reaction to it?" "Sorry Mistress, but their father was a mountain lion. They'll do well on this, though Goats milk would be better for them," added Fillandra the only Demonian in the Academy at the moment. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ The kittens had gotten too big to keep between our breasts, and as predicted, once their eyes were open we were able to see through each other's eyes. Then during the sixth week I realized that it was already half a day past when Precious usually dropped her kittens with us. I noticed that my other three roommates were nervous and edgy as well. "They've begun to hunt with their Mother," Fillandra informed us with a sad expression. She too was feeling the effects of no longer caring for the Kittens. A week later just after dusk, unknown Star Shuttles arrived and we stood at our window watching, trying to figure out what was happening. The knock on our door startled us, and we turned to find Tyrea and Fillandra there. Fillandra made a motion with her head to follow them. Then quickly retreated to the common room. "Fill, what's happening?" I asked seeing that both she and Tyrea were near tears. "Oh Nat, they're being impressed. I'll never see Digger again," the tears were flowing down her cheeks now. "I'm going to really miss Sadie," added Tyrea, her own tears flowing. We gathered around trying to comfort them, but not feeling the loss as strongly as these two. Sure we were sad but nowhere near their level. It was after the other ships had left that Mistress Gwendolyn suddenly appeared at the doorway of the common room. She was flanked by Precious, and the two Kitten's Sadie and Digger who rushed forward to Fillandra and Tyrea. "Kittens?" "Y, yes Momma?" they were busy hugging and loving on the two remaining 'Chow' kittens. "I'm proud of you," began Mistress Gwendolyn. "Natani, Tarriana, your mothers will be here on Monday to take you home for the holidays. I've told them how well you've been doing." "Thank you Mistress," we answered. "Girls, they need to hunt. Come along, let them show you where," as they started toward the door though they all shimmered and were gone before reaching it. "Holy shit," began Natani. "What? You didn't know they could jump?" Asked Saffrella. "She, she could have jumped to us at any time when we stole her car," I finished. "Why didn't she?" "Probably because the two of you were together," said Erika. "Like cooperating and becoming BFF's" We just hugged each other tightly and giggled, happy for Tyrea and Fillandra. Of course how were they going to finish school now with Chows that would need to be with them? ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Tarriana and I were getting ready to leave for the long holidays even though it was only Sunday. Most of the other kittens had already left heading home, so it was just us and Saffrella in our room. The unmistakable sounds of a shuttles landing thrusters could be heard outside and the three of us rushed to our windows. Our hearts sank when we heard Saffrella squeal with delight as the 'Long Tooth' settled gently into the parking lot. Countess Gravell emerged looking elegant, her long flowing gown, her opera length gloves, and big floppy hat filled with blood orchids. I watched as Mistress Gwendolyn met her and then Tyrea took three steps toward our dorm and disappeared, only to reappear at our door a heartbeat later. "Mistress Tyrea, have you heard from Dagger or Fang?" asked Tarriana. "Dagger will be here within the hour." She looked at me then, "Sorry we've not heard from the Fang." "It, it's alright, they won't call until they're closer," I pouted. I was hoping that was the reason. Saffrella had already hurried off to her Momma. Now Tyrea sat on the edge of my bed patting the spot next to her. I took a seat, trying not to let my feelings show, but not doing a very good job of it. Then she asked Tarriana, "How many escorts does Dagger travel with?" "One, why?" I could see concern in her eyes now. "Because there are three ship echoes in formation with Dagger. I believe one is the," "Fang," I jumped on it. "One is the Cheetah, and one of the others is Wolfs Claw," I saw the corners of her mouth curl up. She knew full well that Wolfs Claw was the guardian escort ship that flew with Fang. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ We knew that were supposed to stay in our room until we were summoned. But we were both nervous, both Fang and Dagger had landed ten minutes ago and we'd yet to be summoned. The sounds of two pair of high heels echoed in the hallway and we stood ready, waiting to see who would leave first. "Kittens?" I heard my Momma call as she stepped into the room with Queen Cree. "Who is ready to go for the holidays?" asked Cree. Tarri and I had already discussed it. There were six weeks in the extended holidays. One week each direction and four weeks at home. We'd both discussed it with our Momma's but hadn't heard anything back from them. Now I guess we were going to find out if they agreed with us. "Tarriana, Kitten are you ready?" asked Cree as she drew me into her arms. "Natani," my Momma gathered her up affectionately. Now Cree knelt in front of me. "We've decided to take your suggestions." "Wh, what?" gasped Lamella in the hallway before stomping of loudly down the hallway. They'd just reached the door when they heard a startled clatter on the stairs then Lamella scream in pain as she slipped on the stairs. "I can walk by myself," she hissed at someone. Then whimpered in pain from her twisted ankle. As we hurried I could see the damage her heels had done to the finish on the hardwood floors. The deep gouges from her heels on the stairs. We kittens had worked so many pain staking hours to get the gleam, and now my older sister had wrecked the very center. "Lamella," Momma got her attention. "You will let Guardian Flor help you to the infirmary." Flor was Lyconian and Lamella grudgingly allowed her to assist her. In the infirmary Mistress Tilva examined her ankle. Every touch brought a whimper of pain. "I'll be crippled all during the holidays Momma, I'm sorry," Lamella looked up, tears streaming from her eyes. Then my Momma touched her ankle, the one that hadn't been twisted. "How bad does this hurt, Sweetie?" Lamella shrieked in pain as her tears began to flow anew. Then I saw my Mommas face. "Lamella, there is no swelling, and this is the wrong ankle. Since you are not up to participating with the rest of the family, I think you should stay here and work to repair the damages you've done to the Dorm floors. Perhaps a bit of honest hard work will change your mind by the time we all return." I could see it in her eyes, she'd been caught faking it. And now Momma was wondering how many times she'd faked being sick in the past to get extra attention. "B, but Mommy the holidays," she was crying even more. "You have been playing for sympathy your entire life. You are going to return to the Dorms, and you will work to fix the damages you intentionally caused with your heels in your sisters Dorm floors," commanded my mother. We went back to our room to collect our bags for the trip home. Though it wouldn't be the first time I'd met any of the Lyconian Guardians, it would be the first time being exposed to them full time. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I kissed my Momma good bye for the next three weeks, we were going to meet up again on Terrellia Nine just before Christmas. There we would trade back again to spend the bigger holiday with our own family. I saw firsthand how the crew of the Dagger welcomed me as we prepared to lift off. Pita, Queen Morella's youngest Kitten patted a seat beside her. She gave me a genuine hug as we felt the engines coming to life. "I just know you'll like it at the palace," she said. "Natani," it was the Queen. She sat next to me now, "You will be staying in Tarriana's room while we're there. I hope that's alright." Tarriana's room was actually next to her Momma's room, her kittens were in the one on the other side, and Niesha and Lamella's were straight across the hall. We'd actually drawn out maps for each other so we didn't get lost. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "Tarriana, I hope it's alright if you stay in Natani's room," began Queen Cree. "And if you need anything, anything at all please ask." "Tarriana, I am Fina," stated one of the guardians as she removed her helmet. I looked around and saw the others were doing the same, and that they were all female. We sat and visited like long lost relatives getting to know each other. Cheea was pretty helpful and I knew that at least one person in my own age bracket would welcome me. Curious now that I knew about Natani's huge secret I asked Cree, "What will your husband think of me?" "Sweetheart, Tove will love you the same as he loves Natani," she answered. That was a name I'd heard before, Tove Yorre was an Intergalactic Police Transport Commander. Except he was retired now but no one ever said why. His former Transport was now commanded by one of their Females after being rebuilt on Kelvin Nine. And I suspected that the two incidents were related. I'd read about the incident where he and a Terrellian Transport officer had stood their ground on T-9 protecting the young Lyconian Howlers. And a shiver ran up my spine. The planet had been decreed as a sanctuary ever since. I knew that Terrellian Commander personally. Jarrik Demure was my father. He'd also been killed in the incident as he tried shielding the injured Commander Yorre, and helped the troops get Tove to the Transports. Maybe that was why Lamella was so dead set against our being friends with the Lyconians. But it hadn't been a Lyconian who had killed him. The round had been fired from a Twenty Six Caliber Terrellian hand blaster. At the time the only ones in use had been in the hands of the Star Pilots Guild, Security Forces. In my eyes they were the real threat to our society. They'd been behind the push, encouraging Terrellians to hunt the Howlers into extinction. Howlers that were just as beautiful, intelligent and peaceful as our own Goths. And they deserved to live and choose their own future. Even our Goths refused to hunt them, or to fight them. Our Goths had made the right choice when they stopped bonding with those of us who felt ill toward Lyconians or the Howlers. Sure I'd been just a young Kitten, only five when it had happened. But why was I thinking about that now? "Kitten?" I jerked up realizing how deep in thought I'd been. "Sorry Ma'am, I spaced out for a bit," I answered. "That's alright, what were you thinking about?" Cree asked me. "W, will Tove remember me?" I asked. "Oh sweetie, he is excited to see how much you've grown since," she stopped realizing the last time he'd seen me. I could see the sadness as it set in. I don't know why, I just hugged her. "He was my Daddy's friend. And I know he would have done the same thing for my Daddy if he could have." "They saved so many that day," said a new voice in my head. Slowly I looked beyond Cree, toward the front of the ship. But it was there on the back of the seat in front of me. The Howler couldn't be more than twelve years old, I thought judging by his size. Slowly we reached out to each other, the temporary bond strengthening. "I was five when your father wrapped himself around me to shield me from the blasts. I would watch over you while you are here, but I cannot bond with you." Suddenly I knew this little spider had survived the loss of its Bondmate, my father. The bond had been brief, in the short span as Darr attempted to save my father who had sacrificed himself to save her. She had never bonded with anyone else. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "Morella's Kittens were excited to have me along, I was a bit sad about Lamella though. I didn't know why she didn't like me, or maybe it was all Lycans. We talked and played games and helped each other with homework on the trip to Terrellia. I remember looking out the windows as we made a low pass around the palace grounds before Dagger finally landed. Then as we were getting off I found myself being hugged by Princess Niesha. "Welcome Natani, everyone is anxious to meet you. But I've told them they have to wait until you've rested and that they are not to pester you," she said. "Momma, the Star Pilots Guild is protesting your Crew list." "Good, let them come to me in person if they feel that strongly." There was a crowd between us and the actual palace. She turned to someone close by, "Mitta, my Vershang." Suddenly Niesha, and the two younger Kittens had Vershang as well as all the guardians. The Guild blocked the path unmoving. "Give us the Bitch," demanded one at the front. Morella's Vershang shot out, the side of the fore tip catching him across the face. "Princess Natani is a guest here, and has my full protection. She is to be treated as one of our own," the guardians were moving in now, flanking the crowd as Goths began to appear ready to begin a fight. The guild who were bonded with a Goth suddenly found themselves without that support. Then suddenly another crowd surged between us. "Guild go home, Welcome Princess Natani," they were chanting as they pushed the guild out of the way. These weren't government or even persons high up in the businesses of Terrellia. These were everyday citizens. When the path was clear Morella stepped out leading us to the palace steps. People held out their hands to touch me, to greet me. Many offering gifts of welcome. As we started up the steps, a young Goth sprang down from atop a statue to fall in stride with me, another joined on the opposite side. "Morella turned at the top of the stairs. "The welcome feast for Princess Natani will be in two days. All who wish to attend peacefully are invited." She waved a hand and I waved also to a round of cheers. The sound of our high heels echoed off the walls as we entered the private portion of the palace. Then Niesha and Morella stopped and turned to the two juvenile Spiders. "Peaches, Shore, have you been detailed by Rognar to protect Natani?" I'd just reached out to pet the one to my right and heard his mental reply. "No my Queen, in two more years I will become her Bondmate, as Peaches will Bond with Tarriana." That took those in the room aback. "Her father nearly died protecting our mothers Bondmate. And he died Protecting Darr," not only did I hear it I saw it in the visions they projected. These two had been unbonded new hatchlings, ready to be released into the wild when the attack had happened. I also knew that the one who had killed Police Commander Demure had never been seen again after the Goths and Howlers had hunted him down together. I also knew that young Darr had made a bond with the Commander in an attempt to save his life. Rognar was Queen Morella's Bonded Goth and now informed her that the Goths in the Palace would not let any harm come to me. I was led to a room next to the Queens. "This is Tarriana's room. Please feel free to explore and if you need anything at all just ask." She hugged me and kissed my forehead. "Can, can I call you Momma while I'm here?" I asked. "Oh sweetie, yes, yes of course you can," she smiled at me. "I'm sorry if I sounded distanced. It's just that I thought that might like to rest and reassure your own mother after the scene outside." "I don't want people to think that I am afraid," I told her. "I have an open council meeting after lunch," she looked at Niesha who nodded yes. "Would you like to attend?" "If my being there won't be a complication," I answered, my own Mother always encouraged me to attend her own council meetings. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I was half afraid of the reception I would receive. I knew that Natani was going to see the ugly face of the Guild and its supporters. As we stepped off the Fang in the courtyard a sharply dressed Cadet stepped forward to greet us. "Mother, Princess Tarriana welcome," he bowed. His eyes locked onto mine. I was still trying to figure out the look in his eyes when Cree said, "Princess Tarriana, this is Kai, my youngest son. Natani's youngest brother." "I'm pleased to meet you in person," he handed me a bouquet of mixed flowers. Golden Goth and Red Howler Spider Plant Blossoms. I don't know why, I just raised up on my toes and kissed his cheek. "Thank you Prince Kai," I blushed. I heard booted feet approaching and looked beyond Kai to see the man I remembered from my father's funeral. Tove Yorre still had the limp and one arm still hung loose from the damages done to his shoulder. But that didn't stop him from scooping me up in his one good arm. "My heavens, how you've grown," he began. "Trag, come say hello to Tarriana." He motioned forward a young Lieutenant in the uniform of the Lyconian Intergalactic Police. Everyone made me feel welcome and I took my time settling in and changing into dress and heels in the Terrellian Green and Gold colors after asking if it was appropriate. I felt self-conscious dressed in Terrellian colors in the Lyconian Palace and confided in Kai when he asked why I was so nervous. Laughing now he said, "Ah but Princess, the Red and Gold of my little sisters gowns would not look nearly as beautiful on you." Then he held out her arm to me, "I would love the honor of escorting such a lovely creature as you to dinner." Taking hold of his elbow I strolled along beside him thinking he was just being silly to get me to relax. But then as a Guardian stepped out at the doorway ahead of us he leaned in and said, "This is where you smile your best 'Kiss my ass if you don't approve', smile." "Prince Kai, escorting the lovely Princess Tarriana of Terrellia," announced the Guardian "Wave and smile," he prompted as he flashed his own very happy grin as he escorted me to the head table. Standing behind my chair he waited until his mother was seated. Then he held my chair for me before the rest of those gathered were allowed to be seated. I couldn't believe the feast, there was so much food. So many different dishes to sample and choose from. I noticed as people finished eating, they asked a guardian to be excused as they took away their empty dishes. Then new-comers were led in to be seated and given a clean plate and silverware. "It is a Lyconian tradition to invite all who would wish to attend a welcome feast," explained Kai next to me. "Yes, but this seems to mostly the nonpolitical masses," mused Trag. "I think your girlfriend is a big hit Kai." I blushed and he squeezed my hand. When no one else arrived to eat, the tables were cleared away and then Tove led Queen Cree out to dance. I found myself giggling as I followed holding Kai's hand to begin a rather common Waltz. I only hoped that Natani was having as grand a welcome.