"That could have been all kinds of bad," Sassafras said as we soared in a small transport toward Ostrogotho. I appropriated a six-seater, pouring on the speed and covering the distance it took our convoy to travel in half a day to an hour. The lights of the Seat sparkled on the horizon as I answered.
"Could doesn't count," I said, reaching for Jabuticabron the moment we passed over the edge of the plane border. He answered instantly and didn't overreact when I told him what we'd discovered. Instead, in true Jabut fashion, he mentally saluted me.
I shall assemble a force at once, Ruler.
I didn't chastise him for cutting me off. He had work to do.
Instead, I sat back and rubbed the tension from my temples with my fingertips while Sassafras, now in cat form again, glared at me from his pe
