Ibbi is on the run. She broke from her family and disappeared into the stars. The current world she lives on wants her to use her talent as a seer, but it will be akin to putting a target on her back.
With no option, she attends the governor’s ball with one goal, to help the Asku meet local virgins of appropriate age. She had no idea that she would meet the man she wanted to link minds with and so much more.
The woman in the scarlet dress takes Dreynar’s breath away and as she spends the evening at his side his admiration for the seer grows, as does his appreciation for the form that contains her razor-sharp mind. She will be his, but can her sight make it clear before he has to choose for her?
She waited in the anteroom at the bottom of the stairs. Her building had no overhang, so she would be at the mercy of the elements if she went outside. When the state vehicle pulled up, she stepped outside and turned to close the door. She was completely unprepared to see the wall of muscle and Asku markings that was holding the door open for her.
“Miss Harogthra? May I say, you look very lovely this day.” He smiled, and the solid black of his eyes proved her wrong. There was a branch of the Asku that did not follow the same mould, and she was looking at the fracture right there in front of her.
“I am Commander Dreynar Velu. You may call me Dreynar. I will be your escort for this evening while you render your service to my people.”
She swallowed and approached the vehicle before she could make a run for it. Looking up at the man with the dark hair and darker eyes, marks on his neck retreating down into his formal shirt, she knew that running was definitely going to be a constant theme to the evening.
He took her hand and helped her into the transport, waiting until she tucked in her gown before he gently closed the door. He opened the street-side door and slid in beside her. “Go, Tyono.”
The vehicle glided away from the curb and into traffic, leaving her in the back with the most intimidating male she had ever seen.
“You are Trevis?”
“I was. I have left my family behind.”
He blinked. “Why? Were you shamed in some way?”
She shook her head. “No, but I cannot go back to the family.”
Dreynar nodded. “Harogthra means one who runs, does it not?”
Ibbi quivered. “Yes. Yes, it does. You know Thalocan?”
“I have visited it, a few years ago. My question now is why is a Trevis wearing a Thalocan name?”
She shrank from his dark gaze and looked out the window, watching the city flow past. “It was better than my name and harder to trace. It isn’t an actual Thalocan name, simply a word.”
“If you help us tonight, I will help you. I promise.” Dreynar placed his hand out, palm up.
She hesitated and thought of all she knew about Asku. No one ever said that they had broken a promise. She placed her hand on his and gasped as her talent surged to life.