Page 67 of Battling Bright
She snorted, and they continued on their way.She suddenly realized, “Do your brothers have attachment to them?”
“No.They weren’t out in the world yet.They knew of them but had not met them.”
“You might want to warn them so they don’t swarm them.Those elf-crosses are hot.”
Neekil’s eyes widened, and the steering wheel creaked.“Good point.I will warn the elders as well.”
“Great.I will have the hammers on standby.Those girls have been through enough.”
He nodded.“I still remember the day we got them out of there.When I fight in my sleep, it was that night.”
Hannah asked.“Can you tell me about it?”
“I can, but you don’t need to carry it.”He paused.“I will ask Elida to sing a song about it.She’s an excellent songstress and can show folks what she is envisioning via projection.”
“That’s interesting.”
“It is, very.”
“Why are we going to the mansion?”
“To talk to Dia about the wedding photos, to talk to Krys about the ladies, and where we want them seated, even though Winnie is going to be up with the babies.”
“Right.Why does she like babies so much?”
“They have simple minds.She finds them calming.”
“Oh, right.”
“She’s a telepath.”
“Oh.Okay.That makes more sense.”
Neekil turned, and they continued their path to the mansion.“I am bothered by the lack of knowledge of the father.There can be issues if it isn’t known.Just the race or species would help.”
“Are there tests?”
“Anything elf-related tests as elf, even if there are dwarf or other genes at play.”He sighed.“Elida resists magic.She can wield it, but it has trouble penetrating her skin.Enchanted bullets, though, they slide right in.”
She shivered.“Damn.”
“Yeah.That’s why I fight to wake.”He drove them toward the gate that opened at their approach.
Hannah blinked.“That’s new.”
“I know.I am guessing Krys.”
They parked in the guest areal and got out, walking toward the building that had nearly taken their lives and had hosted one of the warmest unions they had ever seen.The mansion was on the turn.Hate and hunger were giving way to joy and hope.
A grinning Azreen greeted them at the door.“I had better get used to being social.”
He led them into the kitchen, where a smiling Vaia was getting coffee for Krys, who was furiously typing as she rattled off numbers to the person on the other end.
She put the phone down and smiled.“Whew.There are a lot of carnivores on your guest list.So, I added the ladies.Where do you want them?”
“Move the elders from my community and my parents and the uncles.”Neekil grinned.“The girls are more important.”
Krys cleared her throat.“Did you get a text or email from Matthias or Reynal?”
