Lord of the Sky (The Young Ancients: Timon) Read Online Free PDF

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    "He can't. Way too busy for that tonight. I might be able to, if the price is right. Why do you need it?"
    Timon looked around for a few seconds, wondering what in the world he could say. Finally, he came to a personal understanding that surprised him not at all. He really didn't care.
    That meant the truth would work well enough, wouldn't it?
    "County Montblanc has undeclared war, and is now under my protection. The Countess is invited to dine at the Palace tonight, but came dressed to beg forgiveness, not make an impression at a Noram Day dinner. The theme seems designed to humble her even more, but, you get the idea, under my protection, so..." Stopping he waited, not knowing what Ducharina Morgan might say or do. She was a spy after all, as well as the King's niece and sort of dating two of his brothers. That it was a complicated situation just went without saying.
    Oddly enough, she just whistled. It was a low and impressed sounding thing, that went on for about five seconds.
    "That's impressive . So... you turned her into your personal slave girl or something? You didn't hurt her, did you? She's my second cousin, so that wouldn't go over well at the family gatherings if you did."
    The Countess glared at him and then the device in his hand, as if he was the one that had said the nasty things, not her own cousin. That was hardly fair.
    "Yes. That's exactly right, I walked up to a giant Countess and slapped her around until she agreed to do my bidding. Because, you know, that would work. Can you get those things here before dinner? We'll need an hour to get her ready."
    "On my way now. You owe me. We can discuss terms later." The line went dead, as if not allowing him to speak would somehow obligate him to do anything for the woman. Not that he wouldn't, but it would depend a lot on what it was, wouldn't it?
    When Trice said she was on her way, that apparently meant that she'd been up in the air at the time, headed toward them. In fact, given the timing it had to mean that she had the devices on her and was most of the way there when he'd taken his communications device out, because she was led to the little space they were in not ten minutes later. Given the needed landing times at the Palace...
    "You were already here?" Timon wasn't mad about it, but he hadn't been able to tell that was the case. The girl dimpled at him, her face legitimately friendly.
    "Of course. Tor is too. Aunt Connie set this up nearly two weeks ago after all, just for him. That whole situation is just sad. So..." She looked over Tim's head at her own second cousin and held out the twin amulets. "Clothing and a disguise amulet to use for make-up. You really should get one of your own if you can. They're incredibly useful for things like this. If you don't mind, I'll do it for you?"
    Heather looked at the darker haired and slightly shorter younger woman and actually managed a soft smile.
    "Patricia, so good to see you. Yes, I'd appreciate your aid, if that's acceptable?" This, oddly, was directed at Timon, who didn't get it at first at all.
    Trice did, and actually let out a low chuckle.
    "Right, your new boss, completely different than the old. So Tim, are you doing the honors, or shall I?"
    He waved toward the amulets then and looked from one to the other.
    "Trice is going to be better at this than I am, I'm certain. If you would, please?"
    No one asked him to leave, which caused things to get a bit intimidating for him after about half a minute, when the Countess was asked to remove her clothing. Whatever she'd been expecting, it hadn't required undergarments to her mind, so for a moment she was standing there, completely nude. Timon was torn then, because she had a nice figure and part of him wanted to look at her, to take the chance to examine the first naked woman that he'd ever seen this closely. Another part of him wanted to recoil from her slightly, since the feelings her nudity stirred within him reminded him of pain and terror. It