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arched a brow, and slowly swiveled her head to view her warriors as they stretched out in a line facing the Keepers. “We are most assuredly related.” She turned to face Tara, cocked her head to the side, and studied the familiar features. Her regal posture and noble mannerism exuded strength and confidence.
They continued to gaze at each other until Tara broke the moment with a smile and moved forward to wrap Starlythe in an embrace.
“Welcome daughter,” she breathed.
One of the tall warriors smiled at Kate and she grinned awkwardly back at him, unable to speak their language.
Mel and Donnie stood in front of the small perky warrior. Mel threw her head back and laughed and then they reached out and touched one another’s bellies.
Staid approached Corey. “You are the leader here?”
“This is my home, my land.” Corey threw his arms up to encompass all he could see. “We are a team of warriors too, but our Captain is Dirk.” Corey waved Dirk forward and the two large men grasped forearms.
“You are the king and he is your champion?”
Corey shifted and rubbed his palm against the back of his head. “Um, well it’s different here, but something like that.”
Staid cocked his head in confusion.
“We are all free and do not serve any king.”
Staid sent Starlythe a wary glance.
“Dirk doesn’t know your language, but I would be happy to translate for you,” Corey offered.
As they studied each other, Corey glanced around again. The man in blue who had stayed back from the fighting had his arm around the small perky blonde and they were deep in animated conversation with Donnie and Mel.
Two of the other warriors approached Trip, and Eunavae moved toward them to translate. It was such a strange moment. The descendants of the Chartreuse team, here, in Heartwork Village.
Corey was torn. He wanted to call up the team and get them over here to meet their descendants, but he needed to get Kate to safety as soon as possible. When we finished our business with Tom—
TOM!
Tom was on his way and Corey had two dead dragons and eight exotic warriors standing around. How was he going to explain all of this?
“Dirk, we’ve gotta do something about those dragons. My lawyer will be here any minute!”
Staid watched the conversation with a frown. Corey explained the predicament.
“Burn them,” he offered.
“Yes. Dirk go.” Corey stopped talking in Ampelese and switched back to English. “Dirk, get the gasoline! We need to burn those bodies ASAP!”
Dirk nodded and ran toward the shed.
“Please, friends. Come into my home for refreshment.” Corey held out his arm toward the cabin, then dragged Kate along in his wake.
He leaned to her and whispered in her ear. “Tom will be here any minute. I’ve got to think of something to do with them or come up with an explanation.”
Dirk ran past with the gas can and a lighter.
They reached the porch and Tara said. “Let’s offer them food out on the patio. You and Kate can take your business into the office and keep the blinds closed.”
“Thanks, Tara.”
Tara had just taken out the last of the cold drinks and chips, and Kate had drawn the drapes along the back windows, when Tom knocked on the door.
Corey answered with a big smile. “Tom! It’s been a long time.” He shook his hand and waved at Kim Stevens who hopped out of the golf cart and headed over to talk to Dirk.
“Corey, what is burning? It smells horrible.” Tom smoothed his tie and leaned over the porch rail to see the enormous fire mounds. His heavy white brows knit together over pale slate eyes.
“Come on in here. Dirk is burning some things that…uh…fell around the property.” Corey pulled him in through the screen door and shut the main door behind him.
Kate stood in the living room with a pretty smile on her face. Tom was immediately drawn to her.
“Tom, I want you to meet my Kate.”
“Such a pleasure to meet you, Kate.” He shook her hand. “I suppose you have
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