“Yes, sir.” The warriors left the tent.
“I noticed your connection with the female. Are you sure you can trust her to want the same things as you?”
His relationship with Heather wasn’t really Drake’s business, but Devlon knew he was asking more out of concern about bringing humans to Drasta when they might not hold the same values. “I can assure you, there are many humans who value unions. These people in the tunnels, for the most part, care for each other and fight to live their lives the way their want to.”
“I certainly hope you’re right about the humans. The high chancellor is planning to approve their citizenship if they choose to come to Drasta.”
That was good news. He felt relief that his sons’ mates and his grandchildren would be safe. With approval from the high chancellor and the Drastan council, humans relocated to Drasta would have full citizenship. Any Drastans who attempted to harm the humans would be dealt with harshly. Heather would be protected if she agreed to come with him. He wished he had more time to convince her that Drasta would be the best home for her. He wasn’t giving up yet.
“Did you notice anything out of place on the viewer?”
“No, but then I don’t know what would be considered usual. Are you sure that the rebels will make an attempt?”
“It’s an opportunity that they just can’t pass up. They’ll come.”
