Chapter Sixteen
Torak slipped quietly from the bed and showered. He was supposed to meet with his father and brothers in the planning room. He walked over to the bed one last time to gaze down at River. A soft chuckle escaped as he heard her soft snore.
She was exhausted. Leaning over, he brushed a kiss across her forehead before straightening up. As he did, his elbow knocked some disks lying on the small table next to the bed onto the floor. Torak bent to pick them up, frowning as he did so.
Where had these come from? he wondered.
Turning one of them over, he saw an image etched into the silver metal. Turning it so the light filtering through the windows shone on it, he gasped as a picture of a very young River, Jo, and Star appeared. Staring at it in amazement, he looked at the other
