But, in the whole wide world of Kregen and the no less extraordinary world of Earth, there was not a single solitary soul who could match my Delia.
So, simply, we kissed, and she jingled off to ride alongside Chuktar Nath at the head of the elite squadron of the EDLG and I swung my nik-vove and headed off for headquarters. I had words for Nedfar and Tyfar, and for Garnath, too, if he would listen.
As I jumped off Blastyoureyes and handed him over to orderlies of the staff lines I did not know, Seg walked across. His face looked black. “Well, my old dom, and they’ve gone and done it. Rather, they have gone and not done it.”
His fey blue eyes held danger signals. He scowled.
“They have given the vaward to young Tyfar.”
Seg Segutorio, in battles in which I commanded, habitually took the
