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Trusting they would know where to find us, I led the women to the elevator that would take us up to the Vissigroth’s chambers where the guests were housed.
“Talking about timing,” Thalia giggled nervously.
“You’re sure you’re only having one this time?” Saskia checked.
“Positive,” Thalia assured her with a crooked grin before it turned into a grimace of pain. “But we better hurry, because this baby is coming.”
As sophisticated as the elevators were, they weren’t very fast, helpless I stared at Thalia and the two women holding her up, stamping my feet impatiently.
Finally the doors opened and Saskia nearly toppled back, shouting, “Fraysa protect us… damn, these snygging sirens give me the creeps.”
My eyes followed the siren in question as she slithered waited for us to leave the elevator before she entered it. What was she doing here? This floor only housed Myles’ quarters. Sure there were guestrooms, but I was certain she didn’t occupy one of those.
“What did she want?” I asked one of the dragoons guarding the entrance.
“She wanted to enter your suite, Vissy, but since neither you nor the Vissigroth were here, we declined her request.” He answered with a bow.
I didn’t have time to contemplate what she could have possibly wanted, from Myles or me, because Thalia nearly sank to her knees, barely able to keep upright even as she was assisted by Saskia and Kyra.
“Help us in,” I ordered the dragoons.
One swooped the vissy up into his arms and carried her inside, taking her to the chambers that had been reserved for the Vissigroth of the Icelands.
“Where would you like me to put her?” he asked, turning toward the couch.
“The bed,” idiot, I almost added, but kept my tongue in check, while Thalia cried, “Not the bed.”
“Thalia, you have to lay down,” Kyra implored.
“Not the bed. I’ll make a mess on it.” Thalia insisted.
“I’ll have a new bed brought in for you, I promise,” I assured her, nodding for the dragoon to take the vissy to the bedroom, and hoping Myles wouldn’t mind me giving these kinds of orders. Then again, I was a vissy now. His vissy and as such I should be giving exactly these kinds of orders.
When the dragoon had put Thalia on the bed, I pulled him aside. “I ordered a healer and supplies, have them send in as soon as they arrive.”
“Zyn, Vissy.”
“Oh, gods!” Thalia writhed on the bed, pulling her skirts up. “Here he comes.”
Compared to what followed, the battle with the Chrymphten was child’s play. Their ships disintegrated quickly, especially once Wyltham, Claymor and Duncayn joined the battle, falling into the Chrymphten’s flanks and back.
Not many made it out alive or intact, hastening back to their lair on the other side of our galaxy.
“All in a morning’s work,” Duncayn glowed when we all reunited in Aecor.
“Vissigroth, a word,” Kyle grabbed me by the arm the minute I arrived.
“What’s wrong?” In my mind I went over a headcount of vissigroths and was sure I had seen them all return.
“It’s Vissy Thalia, Vissigroth,” Kyle whispered conspiratorially, throwing nervous glances in Darryck’s direction, who humorful pounded on Treyton’s back.
I looked around, it was strange there were no seffies here. I would have expected our vissies to be here and greet us. Remembering Thalia’s pregnancy, fear overcame me.
“Is she alright? Where is Vissy Niara?”
“They’re alright, but Vissy Thalia had her baby.”
Instantly my head flew back to Darryck, who was laughing with Wyltham and Treyton. Having witnessed his temper before, I feared he wouldn’t be too pleased not to have been with Thalia when his new son was born.
