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Dimitri was currently doing to the lovely, golden Aurin, right in front of her brother.
    Issa studied him for a long moment until he started to feel a little uncomfortable, then turned back to watch the twins and their new plaything, a brighter smile gracing her pretty face, probably entertained by his speechlessness.
    As if inviting more conversation, she continued. “My father was the Virgin’s Guardian in the last cycle. He wasn’t born a Court dragon like the others’ parents. Or like your parents.”
    It hadn’t occurred to Kris that Issa might have known who his parents were. He’d never even known them himself. “My mother was the last Catalyst, so I’m not sure if that counts as a Court dragon. My father wasn’t, though. ” His teachers rarely mentioned his father, only that he was a Red with no status. “I never new them…” he said, trailing off as the understanding dawned on him. His father was a Red. Not a human… a dragon.
    “I did. They were nice. Racha can tell you more about them when this is all over.”
    “Racha?” Kris asked, blankly.
    “Yes,” Issa said, her tone holding a smile. “The Queen. Your sister.”
    The revelation stunned him. His teachers had never told him that detail, or even explained his parentage to him aside from sharing his father’s identity. He briefly panicked, wondering if he’d failed in his studies somehow, but no. He’d only glossed over it when it was taught to him because they’d never emphasized the details. He’d never connected himself to those abstract roles.
    The Catalyst and the Queen shall be pure-born siblings, meaning their parents were always a bonded pair of dragons, the only two in a generation allowed to co-breed, though they had the option of breeding with humans, too, if they chose. Kris had always written off that detail as one that wouldn’t apply to him when he was younger, as inevitable as his own isolation felt.
    When the twins and Dimitri finally dozed off, he and Issa left the room to wait by the doorway to the next chamber. He only sensed the Shadow’s breath drift by and seep beneath the door. Hallie followed not long after, hesitant but grateful for his and Issa’s presence when she opened the door.
    Issa left his side there, heading back to the first chamber to check on the others and make sure they followed with little delay once the Shadow’s phase was complete.
    After steppping inside and a brief exchange to make sure the two were headed in the right direction, Kris stepped back into the darkness to observe, as always. He appreciated the darkness of this chamber, deciding to close his eyes and focus his energy into mental preparation for the ordeal ahead of him. The lack of sight caused his other senses to become keener, but he didn’t need powerful hearing to understand the tone of the interaction unfolding inside this room. The lovers had to know he was still there, but he felt like even more of an intruder hearing Kol and Hallie’s emotional exchange than he had in the other chambers. Yet he understood.
    What a complicated world they lived in, with such arbitrary rules. He supposed things might change during this cycle, but it was up to the Council to decide. Kris resolved to voice his honest opinion, however. He and Issa may not have anything to worry about, but the twins might run into problems. Kris was just grateful that Hallie had ultimately decided to accept Kol’s mark. Still, he didn’t relish the prospect of running interference for any of them with the Council. He would have to be honest and try to convince them that way.
    He opened his eyes when the voices changed from intimate conversation to even more intimate sighs and moans. This was he part he was truly meant to observe, so he watched, his eyes adjusting easily to see through the darkness.
    In spite of being dulled to the image of two people coupling in a myriad of configurations, the interaction between Kol and Hallie fascinated Kris. It wasn’t how