and didn’t look happy, but she nodded. “That is what Gran said.”
Sky smiled at Randa as the truth of it came to her. “You screamed once when you saw your horror made real and that scream ripped through time.”
“I did?”
“You did, and now we are here, so the scream need not happen again. You are a precog, are you not?”
“I am. My daughter should never have wed above her station, but no one knew that Timmorn would ever take the throne. He was a simple Earl when they wed and there was no reason to think that the entire royal family would be taken by plague. Veema was their only child and is now the heir to half the continent. Take care of her.”
Sky bowed. “Make it good, Randa. We will be going now.”
In a rush, Randa embraced both Sky and Veema before backing away and lifting her weapon again.
Sky concentrated and focussed on the image in her mind of a quiet farm on a world with six moons. She looked back at Tavik, “I will see you at Home. This I do alone.”
As her skin glowed and power gathered, soldiers appeared in the doorway. Sky quickly took a step into the doorway as Randa laid down covering fire. The doorway closed before the gunfire began and for that Sky was glad.
Veema would always remember her grandmother going out fighting, not dying from a multitude of wounds.
That was a memory no one deserved.
Chapter Six
Veema cried quietly against Sky’s shoulder as she walked through the narrow path in the jungle.
Sky didn’t tell her that it would be okay. Nothing in Veema’s life would be okay for quite some time.
When the settlement came into view, Sky was relieved. She had trusted that her mind was steering her in the correct direction and that this place was not all a delusion.
The Azon colony of Colithar was deep in the woods and medical breakthroughs were coming out of their facilities every year. They were at the beginning of their triumphant stay on this world and with Veema embedded with some of the most protective creatures in the Alliance, she would be safe.
The woman that Sky was looking for was in a garden and examining the fruit she had grown.
“Teilia Athula?” Sky spoke in a low tone.
The woman jumped and whirled around, her lightly clawed hand extended in defence. “Who are you?”
“Who I am is not important. This is Veema and she is in need of a home and family.”
Veema was staring at the botanist with intense interest. Her huge bright eyes changed colouration with her mood. Her gaze went from intense grey to a bright amethyst.
Sky put her on the ground and she walked up to Teilia with the serious expression that only children forced to grow up too soon have.
“Excuse me, ma’am. My grandmother has gone beyond and I need someone to care for me. Will you take me in?” Veema extended her small hand to the Azon scientist.
Teilia looked at Sky, but Sky simply shrugged. “Her grandmother had precognition. She knew that this was an option but had no idea how to get Veema here. That is where I came in.”
Teilia took the young girl’s hand with a smile and shook the smaller appendage with her own.
Sky watched as an electric connection sparked between the young girl and her new parent.
Teilia lifted Veema in her arms and carried her into the house.
Sky waited outside and in a few minutes, Teilia came out to speak with her.
“Where is Veema?”
“Inside having cookies and some fruit juice. Now tell me why you brought her to me.” Teilia waved her over to a bench set in the garden.
Sky hiked over and took a seat. “You seem to take my eyes in stride.”
Teilia grinned. “My family has run into Sentinels before, but none of them have ever dropped children on their doorstep. What is Veema?”
“Heir to the mines of Mescaro and the entire Northern continent to boot. Her family has been killed and her grandmother gave her to me to keep her from dying in a horrible bloodbath that slaughtered their entire village.”
“What is her