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that happens, then the rest of them should watch their steps or they'll be fried—or worse—by those two."
    I noticed Ilya staring at her, then; he couldn't understand how she'd gotten so much information in so little time.
    As I couldn't read her, still, I was unable to tell him what he wanted to know, although I was just as curious as he was about it.
    "You think we should actively hunt them, then?" I pointed my question at Zaria. "The ASD is already hunting them, for the obvious reasons. They've merely had little luck in finding them."
    "Oh, we should hunt them, all right," Zaria replied. "I want to see those suckers die."
    "Suckers?" Berel asked. It was an unusual term and one most of us wouldn't have used.
    "Better than saying fuckers in royal company," Zaria replied, nodding to Bel Erland and me. "Excuse me, please." She scooted her chair away from the library table where we'd met for breakfast.
    We watched as she made her plate disappear; I imagined it plopped onto the table in the kitchen, where it would wait to be washed by the Yellow Wings there. Then, she disappeared from our sight.
    I understood the need to be alone at times. I imagined she'd return if Bel Erland or I had need of her. That was her job, after all.
    Bel Erland, who sat next to me, rubbed my back gently. She'll be back , he sent. I think this is new for her—she expected to be working in a kitchen .
    I understand that, I replied . I still like her—there's just some sadness and urgency in her. I can't put my finger on it .
    "Those words rhyme in the English language, while they don't in Alliance common," Salidar pointed out. "Sucker and fucker." He spoke in the designated language to prove his point.
    "I guess you'd know," Caylon huffed before turning back to his eggs and bacon. I could tell that Sal knew something Caylon didn't, and that irked Caylon. The trouble was, that's all I could see in either of them. Whatever Sal knew, it was blocked from me for some reason, and I couldn't figure that out.
    My talent appeared to be fine with everyone else, so I didn't quibble about it. I'd either learn it in time or I wouldn't. Still, it made me curious; I'd met few I couldn't read and somehow, Zaria was on that list.
    "We're set to have a meeting with Justis this afternoon," Caylon said, breaking the tension at the table. "Queen Lissa is scheduled to come, too, to discuss continuing our involvement in the pirating trade. We're holding the meeting in her library."
    * * *
    I wasn't surprised to see the ones who'd manned the BlackWing ships before. Amos and Flossie Thompson were having tea with Queen Lissa in her library when we arrived.
    Yanzi, who'd been visiting his brothers, arrived with two of them—Farzi and Nenzi. Those two had captained BlackWing II, so of course they'd be there. Yanzi gave me a firm hug and kiss before taking my hand and sitting beside me. Bel Erland grinned and let Yanzi have his seat.
    Jayna had also come; Caylon was happy with her progress as a trainee and with his permission, she'd volunteered to serve aboard a BlackWing ship. His stipulation was that she continue with her training, and I imagined that someone would be on the same ship to ensure that she received it.
    I'm sure he'd say the same to me; I spent two hours each day training with Justis' troops—Caylon now taught hand-to-hand combat while Ardis only taught aerial combat. In fact, Ardis lined up with the others when Caylon held training sessions. Salidar, Drake and Drew assisted Caylon, because of the sheer number of troops they trained.
    Once we were all together in Lissa's library, Ilya and Zaria took up positions by the door, to guard us. I didn't imagine that anyone or anything could successfully attack Lissa in her palace, but they were ready, in case that happened.
    Zaria had found a better wardrobe for her new position—suitable pants and shirts that allowed for easy movement. I imagined they'd also provide some protection if she were attacked.
    Ilya wore