“I may be in Aksalla for a few days.Contact Keska in a few days, and she will be able to get in touch with me, or contact her housekeeper, Hemma.Or just contact the Prefect of Renovik.”
“How?” The voice was wary.
Zephyr beckoned, and Khytten angled her com over.The code and routing needed were quickly entered.“The code will be good for two days.”
“Thank you, miss.You will be staying at Keska’s?”
“Just for a few days.I am dodging someone.”
“The law?”
“Nope.The would-be lover.He’s hot, and he means well, but he’s a lot.”
“Okay.I will steer clear of giving away your location.”
“Thank you.”
In the distance, there was the clap of rolling thunder, and Zephyr looked up at the sky.“Gotta go.Hemma, see you at home.”
A portal opened, and Zephyr was gone.
Hemma looked to the nannies and the babies and shrugged.“She wasn’t kidding.”
Khytten sighed.“Sorry, Salmet, she’s gone.”
“No problem.The code is going through.I thought Renovik was a myth.” Salmet was frank.
Hemma nodded.“Most of us thought that.”
Salat brought out a tea set and frowned.“She’s gone?”
“She’s gone.Oh, shit.I need to warn Ekbert.”Hemma typed quickly and sent the message.
Salat held out a cup.“Tea?”
“Thank you.Normal milk or Khytten’s creation?”
“Cow all the way.”
“Oh, good.”She put milk and sugar into her tea and sat at the table.“How are the sketches coming?”
He grinned.“Pretty good.I would have thought she would have been thicker to hold all that weight.”
“Nope.She’s all graceful lines.”Hemma sipped at her tea.“I have to confess, I was losing my composure.”
“Why were you able to summon her?”
“She was there when the walls came down.She hugged me, and at her request, she made the pendant that would signal her if it was broken.”
“Why did she want you to have it?”
“I don’t know, she just said I needed it.”Hemma grinned.“Today was that day.”
Salat sighed.“Thank goodness Baola told me to take the coast.Is it easier for her to transport in water?”
“Less of her is naked out in the open.People stare.”
Salat grinned.“Well, with good reason.She’s lovely.”
