Page 60 of Bred by the Alien Prince

It was the body of an alien sprawled on the floor, greenish blood pooled about.

Lorvian rushed inside, weapon out and ready to fight.

"Tavi?!" He kneeled beside her and checked to see if she was alive.

"I remember her."

Lorvian lifted her, and together, we headed to the med bay, with Connor entering not too long after we did.

She moaned and groaned as Connor applied something under her nose, and then he went to work on her various wounds in a manner that only a machine could.

"Lorvian." She opened her eyes. "Thank the stars."

"Remain calm," Connor instructed as he applied a gel and wrapped the wound clean.

"What happened?" Lorvian asked the million-dollar question.

"It was Swarti. I saw him conversing with another Valisian over comms. He tried to silence me."

"Swarti?" Lorvian pinched his nose. "Who was it, one of my siblings?"

"I don't know. The conversation didn't seem so damning."

"You'd be surprised. What did he say when you walked in before he noticed you?"

"Um." Her eyes darted about. "I think it was something like Id'arshar, ashi dasher. I don't know what that is."

"Id'arshar, ever for tyrants," Lorvian repeated somberly. "It's old script, my Damma insisted I learn it. The Id'arshar are no more, I'm not familiar with the saying. Unless Swarti is trying to revive a dead house." Lorvian chuckled.

"I lost him, but not before he wounded me. I had no other place to go, so I hid onboard this ship, hoping you would have need of it. I must have passed out from my wounds."

"Anything else you heard?" he asked.

"I think he mentioned something about the location of the human colony. In the Wallachia Valley on Cerulia."

"Get some rest." He urged before leaving the room.

So, Scion 37y already had a name. I would laugh if a part of me weren't nervous. Just when we were making progress, something came along to blow us back a few notches.

"I'm sorry." Tavi breathed.

"Don't be; you work for Lorvian, not me; we don't know each other." I sat down in the next bed because I needed to. "I don't know if I will understand why you are loyal despite your people's conflict with him. But I might find out for myself soon."

"Wait a minute… you look like a Valisian… almost!" Her eyes widened.

"It's a long story that not even I understand. But this place is changing me, and I don't know if it's good or bad."

"Amazing. Perhaps you will be immortal like them as well."

"Lorvian said they have long lives, but immortality?"

"I've only heard of them dying in battle or murder. Never of old age." She coughed.

"As for your curiosity, the Valisians are brutal. I think their near-immortality gives them a lot of confidence while fighting; they are hard to kill. But Lorvian's ship is the best to work on. Others, like Zantos, his brother, are not good ships at all. Zantos has a twisted soul. He would have passed me around to every Alpha onboard his ship until I popped out a baby. Lorvian is more of a warmonger but he's no tyrant."

"That keeps him busy."

"Yes, more or less."

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