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watched Zhen shiver. Bala
reached over and took her hand, clutching it in both of her own.
Luxe, Bala’s mate and true royal from the Marrow, sat beside her
looking as if he were ready to draw a sword and simply deal with
all of this in his own way.
    The tensions were rising and he wasn’t
sure how long Drago would be able to hold them all in control. The
nay-chi would always respect his leadership, but the nay-chi were
honestly quite outnumbered in today’s gathering.
    “When the Marrow fell, it was decided
that the royal seven would take refuge here in the human realms. It
was assumed they’d be safe, but it seems they’ve been found.” Yet
another serahn in the room voiced her thoughts.
    Things were rapidly headed towards
unrest when Jaylen stood and raised both her arms.
    “Quiet. We are the serahn, and it is
our place to bring peace to all things.” She turned to Drago. She
seemed calmer than before, but there was grave distrust in her
expression. “Though it is the responsibility of the serahn to
protect the royals, if the Marrow goes permanently dark, the human
realm will follow. So I do understand the concern of the nay-chi
here.”
    “I’m glad you agree, Jaylen” Drago
looked out to the whole room. “Therefore it benefits us all to work
together on this and find those princesses.”
    For the most part, the serahn and the
nay-chi were allies, but Wraithe had been watching the room as
everyone expressed their opinions, and they could very possibly
take Drago’s mere presence here as a show of dominance, or even
aggression.
    “Are you offering your help, Drago? Or
are you asserting leadership here?” Annaia, lead counsel for the
serahn, had been sitting as quietly as Wraithe himself. She now
stood and spoke softly.
    Where the nay-chi were primarily a
warrior culture with a deep spiritual undercurrent, the serahn were
their exact opposite. Many of both sects believed the creator had
designed them to complete one another, but that had never proven
true. In truth, the peace between the two races was tentative at
the best of times, the serahn always accusing the nay-chi of being
too brutal, while the nay-chi thought the serahn too passive.
Wraithe could not fathom how they would come together over
this.
    “Annaia, you know as well as I do that
we must work together here.” Drago asserted himself
carefully.
    “I don’t know that. I’ve
listened to all the arguments made, but the royals are under our protection, though I
recognize the efforts of the nay-chi since they’ve been in this
realm. Still, this was an attack against us as much as the royals
and the Marrow itself. You don’t really fit into this at all, and
the humans... really . If not for Rodrigo being there when this happened, your
people may not even know of this event.”
    A rumble of sounds swept the room.
Drago laughed outright.
    “Annaia, are you serious?”
He looked at her a bit incredulously. “An event like this is being
felt in every species and race on this planet, and I’d guess in
several other realms as well. And yes, of course I’m offering our help, if
that’s how you wish to look at it. But let’s at least be honest
here in this room. If the dark is moving, it’s not going to stop
here. Many of my kind are spread out across the realms. All of
their safety would be in jeopardy. If Earth falls, as the Marrow
did, there will be no stopping the dark from taking everything. We have to
restore the royals to their thrones and take back the Marrow,
otherwise…”
    The sound of mumbling rose again in
the room. Wraithe looked at Rigo, catching his stare. They silently
shared the fear everyone in that room was feeling.
    “We cannot let this proceed to the
need for the seven suns.” Drago stated plainly.
    Annaia tipped her chin
defiantly.
    “The last I checked, this planet had
not been invaded by the Vraigor, so I think your concerns
are…”
    “Annaia .” Drago shook his head and ran his hand over the scruff of
hair on