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guardian.”
    Wensel knew the Siren Alura was not happy with the Lord’s decision. She was in complete agreement with him and was gratified with his words. She could relax now, Alura would not risk losing her son for the chance to play mother to someone else’s child. She nodded her head to the Lord and took Aria from the room. Aria was hungry and she needed to think on this visitation.
     

Chapter Four
     
    Leroi paced in his quarters deep within his mountainous lair. Old Pudding Bottom could not even get the direct message he had been told correct. He tasked the man to find the one with the siren’s call. He was told to leave her alone, unmolested from his normal treatment of guests of honor during the yearly celebration. His vision had shown him a beautiful female. In his dreams they fought and tangled together in a lovers’ embrace. She was a fearsome woman, with the darkest of blue eyes until she allowed the banshee to come out to play with his Demon. He dreamt of her many times over the last months, and wanted her with a very powerful need. Part of his dream showed her with a golden siren. He had nothing against sirens, they had a few very fine qualities. How Borland could mistake his wish for a grown woman, believing the Prince of Demons End would request a child was a new low for the lord. For the past three years Borland and his minion vultures had tortured various people and shifters in the name of appeasing the demon, the truth was that Leroi never touched one of those unfortunates. They were in no way evil enough for him to want their souls, no matter the evil Borland heaped upon their deaths. Yeah, Borland and Flitch would be his by the end of the moon cycle.
    He needed to take action of some sort. If he took the lord and even half of those that followed his example, it would leave the Hall of Care empty of an Overlord. He did not relish the idea of being trussed in golden chains and dropped into the bottom of a ship bound for who knew where, for ridding the island of a man that should have been replaced after he murdered his first spouse. His mind was made up.
    He pulled one of the bats from his branch hanging from the stone cavern’s ceiling. The lazy bastard was not happy, but he knew better than to ignore Leroi. “I have a message for you to deliver to Lord Tremble at the Castle Tremble. You have three days to complete your journey and return to me with his response. Do you understand?” At the nod from the winged bloodsucker, he continued with the missive. Finishing with, “I will wait for his direction in the matter. For a short while.” The large nightwing nodded and took flight.
    His hesitancy did not sit well within his being. He was not afraid of the Lord of Tremble, yet he did not wish to anger the man. Balance, that is what he was taught before his friend was placed aboard the ship bound for the mainland. Diplomacy and balance of species. Koler had forgotten the diplomacy ingredient of survival. In a cavern full of souls, he was still alone. He deserved companionship. If Koler had been here, they would have found one mate and shared her between them. One female could only birth one demon child in seventy-eight years. It had been so long since a demon child had been born on Tremble Island that he, Leroi, was the youngest demon amongst the six left on Tremble. Koler had promised to return. That was months ago, and he held little hope to see him again. He was truly alone and it weighed heavily upon his shoulders.
    He shrugged the melancholy away. Perhaps he should visit his friend, Pudding Bottom, and rattle the living wreck of the man even more. The idea of tormenting the man made him grin. Within seconds, he was invading the lord’s chambers. He materialized by the wardrobe. The sight that met his eyes made him want to laugh.
    Flitch was on his knees next to the bed, and Borland was on his knees on the bed with his fleshy milky white ass being tongued with Flitch’s mouth sealed to his rear