Chapter 9: House IssuesAs the crowd commented and parted, Llewellyn looked at his House members and realized something was wrong. Diana was now trying to shield herself behind Lorenz, a feat that would nay have been possible except for his wide shoulders. Lamar and Beatrice seemed to be edging away, and Andrew went from walking with a bit of a swagger to looking more like a whipped Kreppie than the knowledgeable negotiator he needed tomorrow. That problem needed immediate resolution.
“Andrew, will ye meet me at the Maca's Tower?”
Andrew seemed to swallow and nodded. “I was headed there anyway.”
Llewellyn laid his hand on LouElla's and bent to speak in her ear. “A word with ye Mither.” They walked toward their flivs.
“Do ye ken what tis wrong with the members of our House? Has any asked
