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She let the idea hang in the air. Lord Kaias wasn’t just the Lord of Vrex; he was the Sovereign of the Abyss. It was a title that held more power than any on Earth. Lord Kaias was akin to a walking God, rumored to be born from the same lineage as Vrex and Koureshtka. To go against a God was a death sentence. It didn’t matter if their cultures didn’t believe in the same ideals; if anyone went against Lord Kaias, they were not safe.
Olivia waited for what she said to sink in. She watched the defiant anger and frustration change on Brian’s face. Slowly, he nodded.
“I don’t like this,” he commented, “but you have a point.”
“I know,” Olivia said. She wasn’t sure what to feel about the arrangement. Lord Kaias had something about him that pulled her in, but there was no denying that this was outside the norm for most Earth nations. People didn’t marry to save their coworkers.
“This is like one of my romance books,” Eun-Ji commented, breaking the tension.
Olivia snorted and shook her head. “It’s something. I don’t know if I’d go that far.”
Her eyes wandered to Kaias. He was attractive. Aside from the very alien parts — the bone crown, sharp knuckles, and red skin tone — Lord Kaias had an impressive physique. Years of physical labor defined every aspect of his body. He looked like he could bench press her and still have time to run a marathon.
And she had to be serious. She wondered just how alike the people of Vrex were to humans. How much of their anatomy was the same?
“Maybe some good could come from this,” Olivia shrugged.
Kaias glanced over her direction. He cocked his head to the side, one of his eyebrows arched up in question.
“Just remember what you’re really here for,” Brian grunted out.
Olivia smiled softly and nodded. She had a job to do.
CHAPTER FIVE
Kaias couldn’t keep his eyes off of Ol-via. She waved her hands as she spoke. Her delicate fingers danced in the air. There was a slight pink color to her nails, a color that none of the other humans had. He wondered if there was a significance to that or if it was just personal decoration.
The women of Vrex had a similar experience. Some of the higher class liked to paint patterns of the animals or plants on their bone crowns or knuckle spurs. The lower-class women depicted identical art pieces, but not in the same vibrant colors. Colored paint was expensive because the dyes used to make it were costly. As a result, the choice of decorating oneself was reserved for special occasions.
If Ol-via was Vrex, the nail paint would symbolize that she knew what was going to happen. The corner of his mouth ticked up in a slight smirk.
“I agree with your choice,” the High Sister commented, breaking his attention. “I was going to suggest Ol-via to you after the feast.”
“What makes her so special?” Kaias asked.
“I just like her,” she shrugged, “what I think doesn’t matter with your decisions. I have always been just a guide in your life.”
“Since birth.” He looked at the woman he loved as if she were his grandmother.
The High Sister smiled softly and nodded. “And I will continue to be your guide until my death.”
“Well, then,” Kaias nodded to the humans, “what makes Ol-via someone you would suggest?”
“She cares about the people.”
Kaias snorted. He couldn’t imagine an alien caring about his people. Not in the way he or the Sisterhood did. For him, even the lowest Vrexian was precious. Without their hands or backs, buildings wouldn’t have been built. He wouldn’t have clothes or food on his table. As powerful as he was, he understood that the real power was the people working under him.
No alien would equate their people as their own. It just didn’t work that way. Even as he stood watching the intriguing human female, he could not say she had an equal in his world. They were just too different.
“She does.” The High Sister said emphatically.
“I cannot believe that,” Kaias shook his head, “if we were in their world, I could not see them as equal or valuable. They aren’t Vrex. They are something else, built by other gods who didn’t care for their offspring to survive. What god would allow their children to be so delicate?”
He lifted a fist, showing his knuckle spurs. “Do you see how unprotected they are? I could easily rip them apart with just these.”
“And because you don’t mean you’re a true leader.” The High Sister commented.
Kaias paused. His mind worked out the words she wasn’t saying. Everything the High Sister said had a hidden message behind it. It aggravated him as a child, and to this day, he sometimes doesn’t get what she was saying.
