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kept me safe from the administrators at the station.”
    Polly looked around, and with a flick of her hand, the vid cameras buzzed off. “Tell me everything.”
    “Why?”
    “Because if I can help, I will. I am a Guardian after all.” She smiled. “Come on. Spill. We don’t have much time.”
    Jewel spoke quickly and explained how she had come to be sitting on a space station in a peephole evening gown. By the time she finished, Polly was speaking sternly to someone named Gerald.
    “Gerald will let Loesh know what is going on and we will get you off this station before it leaves. We might even find you a nice W’lyn to set up housekeeping with.”
    “No.”
    “What?”
    “No. I don’t want to leave Stormyo.”
    The crowd roared as the two fighters entered the arena, and while Polly was watching the blue-haired, grey-skinned hunk that she was bonded to, Jewel had eyes for Stormyo.
    They were both frighteningly strong and incredibly quick. They fought with daggers, staves and swords before going hand to hand.
    Jewel sighed in relief as they flipped, punched and mauled each other.
    Polly winced as Stormyo delivered a brutal kick and Loesh tucked and rolled before getting up to resume the attack. “How can you watch this every day?”
    “They don’t enact sitcoms here.” She shrugged.
    Polly snickered and winced again. “It is just so…nasty.”
    “You and Loesh go into nasty situations all the time. What is different about this?”
    “This is entertainment.”
    Jewel watched another collision. “I don’t find it entertaining, but then, it isn’t my job. I can’t judge.”
    “Would you want to be a peacekeeper again?”
    “Hitting people for a living? Oh yes.” Jewel grinned.
    Polly laughed. “I mean the keeping folks calm.”
    Jewel shrugged. “Sure. It is what I do after all. I can’t stop it any more than I can stop breathing.”
    Polly tilted her head. “But you wish you could?”
    “I now know why I do it. With Stormyo, I don’t have to pull back. No matter what washes over him, he just accepts it and acts with cool purpose. It means foreplay goes on forever, but that isn’t the worst thing that could happen.”
    Jewel watched the men and finally clued into the fact that they were talking as they fought and flipped each other.
    She couldn’t make out the words, but Stormyo seemed interested.
    He grabbed Loesh, held him and put him in a sleeper hold. The Guardian clawed at the arm across his throat, but he slowly slumped and Loesh dropped to the ground unconscious.
    The crowd erupted, and Polly watched her mate stir and get up, gripping Stormyo’s arm to get upright. They clapped each other on the back, bowed to the crowd and headed for the change room.
    Jewel got to her feet, “Come on, Polly. I want to find out what they were talking about.”
    “Talking about?”
    Polly’s hands were in tight fists so Jewel calmed her. She was getting better at directing it now. The open wave was no longer her only means of working with her talent.
    “Wow. That feels…good.”
    “Thanks. I brew it up specially.” Jewel headed down the VIP aisle and toward the back entrance. Polly stuck with her, and soon, they were behind the scenes at the fight station.
    “Wow. It is like a huge gym. We have specialized equipment at the base but nothing like this.”
    It was a space filled with equipment to get the fighters looking as intense as possible the moment they entered the sands.
    “Where are we going, Jewel?”
    “The change rooms. I need to see how badly they beat each other up.”
    Polly nodded and followed.
    Their men were sitting and discussing things with earnest body language. Stormyo was still bulked out, but he didn’t have the animalistic focus that he normally had after a fight.
    He looked at her, and there was a solemn decision in his eyes. “Jewel, you are going to W’lyn with Loesh and the Guardians.”
    “What?” Her senses spun.
    “You heard me. You are going to the surface of