Chapter 30
In District Nine of Eudaiz, Tadgh scurried out of the training chamber. His head was pounding with a headache, and his muscles vibrated with pain from the boredom of sitting still. The days he’d traveled extravagantly on Earth, vegged out in the tropical forests of Asia, and ridden wild animals in Africa were long gone. He was only three years younger than Ciaran, but his maturity was about ten years less. And he was okay with that.
He had been letting Ciaran take care of the family business and had gotten away with it for years. Ciaran preferred it that way because it meant he could concentrate on the family business rather than cleaning up Tadgh’s messes.
What had gotten him here to Eudaiz was the only time Tadgh had been seriously involved in the family’s business. He love
