Blood Rebellion (Blood Destiny #7) (18 page)

"Yes, and the Alliance will be expecting their percentage—for membership," Erland agreed. "It was two percent, the last I heard."

"It is two and a half," Gavin replied. "To maintain the Alliance army and things of that nature. I asked Wlodek about this already."

"We are still no closer to finding a solution for Lissa and the comesuli," Erland observed.

"I know," Gavin acknowledged.

* * *

The vid screen covered an entire wall in my hotel room and I was watching something that made no sense at all. I muted the sound; I no longer wanted to hear it. It was something to distract me and nothing more. I hurt. So much that I contemplated calling for Karzac anyway. I don't know who had called him to begin with, but at least he had come.

"Lissa, I do not know if you want me here, but I wanted to come."

Reemagar was suddenly there in my hotel room, sitting on the end of my bed. I was huddled against the padded headboard, dressed only in the robe the hotel provided for its guests.

"I'm not good company right now. I don't feel so good," I muttered.

"I know this," he folded next to me and placed large blue hands on my body, taking the pain away easily and trilling to me while he did so. "Lissa Beth, I've missed you so," he soothed, in between trilling. His words made me go still, and then I shivered. "I only wanted to hold you again," he whispered. "You don't have to take me back if you don't want to."

Why hadn't I seen it before? Connegar had been René once. Now I had my first love back, as a Larentii. Don deserved that if anyone did.

"Did someone want to give me the best gift ever?" I asked, nearly sobbing.

"Shhh, don't cry, my love," my tears were wiped away by large blue thumbs. "See, I am better at this, now," he was trying to smile at me.

"I missed you so much," I almost threw myself into his arms. He cradled me against him and trilled again. Light formed around him and I knew he was healing my body while he held me. His eyes were closed in bliss while he did this. I felt so good and so free I could have flown afterward.

Chapter 8
 

There was quite a stir in the meeting when Reemagar and I showed up together the following morning. He'd stayed the night with me in the hotel room. I'd
Pulled
clothing in to dress, after he enlarged the spa tub and let me lean against him while the water bubbled around us. Connegar had folded in and smiled at both of us. He'd known, the little devil. Well, not so little, since he was nine and a half feet tall. He'd sat on the edge of the tub and trilled for Reemagar and me. Yeah, I loved my Larentii.

"Lissa, where have you been?" Gabron was upset, I could tell. Well, so was I. And Gardevik, the slime, who knew where he was?

"Before we get started today," I announced, "I want to make a proclamation. The palace will be moved when the casinos and brothels open. I will move it myself, if I have no volunteers to help."

That caused a stillness throughout the room.

"Lissa, what are you saying?" Gabron didn’t want to dress me down in front of the Council.

"I'm saying I don't want to be anywhere near this," I said. "I have no desire to see the comesuli treated like slaves or children. I have no desire to see pictures of my palace on T-shirts and coffee mugs. Go ahead and turn my planet into a circus if you want, I just don't want to see it on my front doorstep when I wake up in the morning."

"Lissa, that is not our intention." Adam and Merrill showed up in a flash of light. Flavio must have sent them mindspeech.

"That's easy for you to say, you don't live here," I pointed out. "Imagine a casino in your front yard, Merrill. Tell me how the comesuli will be treated. The tourists will be coming to see vampires. The comesuli are my family. I will not have them mistreated. They are already frightened by the brothels being built, thinking the pleasure workers will entice their vampires away. How will you calm their fears, Gabron?" I turned to my Refizani vampire mate. "Who will be training the pleasure workers, Gabron?" He knew I knew, when his eyes met mine.

"We can control the visitors into the capital city," Adam offered. "We will make it so they must apply for a permit to visit. The casino city will be ten miles west of Lissia and we can offer day passes to those who wish to visit. You may reject any of those, if you wish."

"Adam, I have no desire to sit at my desk and go over hundreds of requests daily," I said. "Select one day a week when tours may be arranged. I will most likely be out of town on that day."

"What has precipitated this?" Gabron asked. He wanted to tell me I was acting foolishly—I could see it in his face.

"Am I Queen of Le-Ath Veronis or not?" I asked. "Am I Queen of all its inhabitants and not just the vampires? When you build this, tell me that I will not become a laughing stock—Queen of the casinos and brothels. A figurehead only, while all of you make the decisions. I will not be put on display while tourists snap photographs of me to transmit to their colleagues at home."

Jeral stood near the back of the room. "I do not believe it was our intention to upset the Queen," he said. "The Belipharan vampires are grateful for the comesuli who live among us, now. They have become like family in such a short amount of time. I cannot imagine that we would treat them as less, even if we do seek the pleasure houses."

"I thought you were moving into the palace," I said.

"Davan and I are making arrangements with help from our brother, my Queen. We are working with my associates to ensure a smooth transition." He sat down again.

"My Queen," another vampire stood, near the middle of the room. "You will never be a figurehead to me. When two others and I came to you three months ago, we were not turned away at the door as we expected to be. We were ushered directly into your study and we discussed vacation time for the workers. You told me then that you had already considered it and showed us several plans. You also informed us that the Reth Alliance planets might be possible destinations if we desired to travel off world. Then you took my two colleagues and me to visit the space station, which was being built. I was shocked that the Queen would take time to do this for us."

"Don't you think you deserve it?" I asked.

"Perhaps. But deserving and receiving are generally two different things," he bowed. "The four weeks of vacation that you insisted on went over very well with the workers at the blood substitute manufacturing plant."

"Well, since we don't have to pay for Social Security or health insurance," I said. He laughed and sat down.

"Lissa, we've had offers to buy either the formula for the blood substitute or to buy the bottled product itself," Merrill said, attempting to calm me down by changing the subject. He was probably wise to do so, my fangs were pricking my lower lip and my eyes were probably a shade away from red.

"Well, you guys came up with that, you can do whatever you want with it."

"Lissa, you're not being selfish enough over this," he informed me. "The plant is sitting on property owned by the crown. You own a piece of this. What do you want to do?"

"How big is the market?" I asked. "Do we have the facilities to manufacture enough to meet the demand? If so, then let's do it from here. If not, then sell the formula. That's simple enough."

"I think we can manufacture here," Adam said. "If we triple the size of the plant, which can be done soon. I'll have a feasibility study on your desk by next week."

"Sounds good," I nodded.

"Will you consider leaving the palace where it is if we build you a home on the ocean for your one day retreat per week?" Wlodek had been sitting in the back all along.

"I'll consider it, but the first time somebody drags tourists into this palace without my permission is the day I move it."

We got down to business after that. I was tired and yawning when it was all over. "Lissa, you have to appear at dinner, the others are about to become more upset than they already are," Gabron informed me as we walked out of the Council Chamber. That was just what I needed. I figured Gavin was going to give me an earful, whether it was over dinner or later. Gabron wasn't high on my list at the moment either. "Lissa, I never said I wasn't going to have sex with other women," Gabron said, as we walked down the lengthy hall toward my suite. I almost stopped in my tracks but forced myself to keep going. I wasn't about to be a hypocrite.

"I know that," I sighed. "But I was hoping it would be somebody you actually cared for, if you did. Just do me a favor and don't come home smelling like one of them." I misted away.

* * *

"I am in the dog house, I think the phrase is," Gabron sighed as he sat down to dinner. They were waiting on Lissa again. He knew that she might not come and he knew he'd be the reason.

"In your case, I think the phrase might be cathouse," Drake snickered.

"What did you do?" Garde had come for dinner, hoping he could speak to Lissa afterward.

"She knows I trained most of my employees," Gabron replied. "I told her I never said I would not have sex with other women. She told me she was aware of that, but hoped it would be someone I cared for if I did. Then she told me not to come home smelling like one of them."

"I think that is a reasonable request; Lissa's nose is the most sensitive I have ever encountered," Wlodek observed. He, Adam and Merrill had stayed for dinner.

"She may not come to dinner, I have upset her," Gabron sighed.

"I will go get her," Garde offered.

"Karzac told me about last night. She may not be happy to see you, either," Drew said.

"I have to apologize to her and I wish to see my claiming marks," Garde sighed. He rose from his seat. "I will return." He walked out of the dining hall.

* * *

I sat on the vanity bench in my dressing room, staring at my image in the mirror. I'd lost my appetite after the tiff with Gabron. "Lissa?" That was Garde's voice. I'd heard the door to my suite open, but thought it might be Giff or Roff.

"What do you want, Gardevik?" I used his formal name. Yeah, I was pissed at him, too.

"Lissa, you know I want to apologize to you, on my knees if it will make any difference. And I wish to kiss my claiming marks." He came up behind me and moved my hair aside. I'd left it loose; his marks still looked red and angry, which reflected my mood at the moment. I'd checked them myself only a few minutes before. My neck ached, still, although Reemagar had healed it as much as he could. The rest of me ached too, and I wasn't in any mood to have sex for a few days.

"Avilepha," he breathed on my neck and placed his mouth on my nape carefully. "They are beautiful, my love. So beautiful. Like my Queen." He scooted me over and sat next to me, putting his arms around me. "I will never hurt my love again that way; my Thifilathi is quite satisfied. He shouted from the roof last night, howling out his joy. You do not know how long I waited for you."

"Yeah, I'll bet," I grumped.

"I am your second oldest mate," Garde nuzzled my collarbone, planting kisses there and down my neck. I watched him in the mirror; his dark hair thick and curling slightly, his eyes closed in pleasure as he placed careful kisses on my nape. "Only Kifirin is older than I." That made me sit up straighter.

"How old are you?" I asked.

"I do not recall the exact number of years. My brother Jaydevik is more than nine hundred thousand years old and he is younger than I. I am something over one million and eldest of the House of Rath. Many Larentii, even, are younger than I, avilepha." He lifted his head and I watched his dark eyes in the mirror; they were watching mine in exchange, begging me silently to forgive the pain his Thifilathi had brought.

"Holy crap," I muttered. I couldn't gauge High Demon ages very well since I didn't have a reference point. I did, now. Glinda, I knew, was quite a bit younger than Jayd and Garde. A
lot
younger. Less than fifteen hundred, I think.

"I look forward to the day when I may make love to you and form the linking."

"Well, I still ache all over, thank you very much, so nobody's getting any for several days."

"I am sorry. I remember how soft and perfect your body was; my Thifilathi was holding your hands in his afterward, marveling at how small and beautiful they were. He was careful with his claws and made sure not to mark you in that way."

"You make it sound as if it's a separate entity," I said.

"It seems that way, most of the time—he is more primal and attuned to the natural world. Come now; let me take you to dinner. You must eat." He nuzzled my neck again.

"I'm not hungry."

"I know you feel this way. Come with me, avilepha. You will lose your strength if you do not eat properly." He lifted one of my hands to his lips and placed a gentle kiss. "For me?" he coaxed. I walked out of my suite with him.

* * *

Roff got to spend the night in my bed. He let me sleep in his arms. Somebody must have gotten all my mates to back off for my off-days; Drake and Drew sat in the hot tub with me the following day; they teased me a little but knew not to ask for sex. Tony came and let me lean on him while I read afterward. I fell asleep that way, too, while he kissed my forehead and stroked my hair. I went to bed alone that night, but woke up held tightly by Karzac.