


Yet she, eldest daughter of the House of Orlondami, was the one who suggested a Reg officer and Reg marines accompany them. Lovely, energetic little M'lani, who was only thirteen when Kass left home. Not to mention the undoubted presence of M'lani. Consult Ryal and Jalaine, king and queen of Psyclid. Just saunter into the palace under the noses of Reg guards. She could not possibly have suggested the one thing that would force her to tell Tal the truth. Pausing only long enough to lock the door to her tower suite, Kass dropped onto the white and silver brocade sofa and stared, stunned, into space. Kass stalked out, taking great care to close the door soundlessly behind her. she was never letting him back into her bed again. He could beg, plead, go down on bended knee. "Goodnight, Captain." Back straight, she strode out of the Green Salon. He was dismissing her? Without a single word about last night? "I am aware we have other matters to discuss," he said in the cool, impersonal tone he might have used to give orders to a maid, "but I believe this is neither the right moment nor the correct setting. How else had she escaped to the Regulon Space Academy instead of fulfilling her destiny as Jagan's bride? But his powers had grown since then. And if the situation turns worst case, Jalaine and I together can manage the Sorcerer Prime." At least she hoped so. What was it about a woman's tears that unmanned even the strongest male? "I am Psyclid, Captain. "Freeing Psyclid?" The thought misted Kass's eyes, but not so greatly she didn't see Tal flinch. "Is the gamble worth the risk?" Tal prompted. It is uncertain if anyone can control him, not even the Queen, who is the current ParaPrime." Dare we unleash it? Jagan, like so many of the exceptionally gifted, can be. "Enlasé has been strictly forbidden because the combining of many minds can conjure power beyond imagination. Kass frowned, searching for the right words to explain a concept unknown in the ordered world of Regula Prime.
