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Ocasa interrupted them. He dragged his brother away; she shook her head, turned back, to finding her locket. Ocasa was scowling and definitely, NOT, amused. “Oh good one brother, leave you alone and hey, I come back, to find you, with a Jogarth slaver.“ Cxan stared at him. “Why do you. have to make such an issue. all the time, about them? Coleja didn’t enslave anyone, or kill anyone or." His words tailed off, he realized Ocasa was NOT listening.
Moving back to Coleja, who was now shouting, she had found her locket. “So easy isn’t it? Ocasa had grabbed his arm again, this time rougher than before, pulling him round to face him, his face contorted, with rage? “She’s Jogarth! Through and through. They don’t change! Just remember, THEY, enslaved our people. Did horrific things to them and YOU, oh YOU are prepared to forgive and forget?” He let go of his arm.
Cxan was, somewhat relieved. He was about to retaliate, having been pushed to the limit, of his brotherly love. Apart from the bruising, on his arm! Still Ocasa seemed, oblivious to it all, as he continued. “I am NOT so forgiving, just keep HER and the other Jogarth, away from me!“ He started, to move off, then turned back. “I sometimes wonder, if I know you, at all. To think, I was going to ask you, to share a domicile with me, Ameryst and Uanita. Who was I kidding. Can’t wait to tell Ameryst.“
Jogarth slavers? Within the dynastic setup, its not unusual, for the Imperial next in line to the throne, so to speak, to have some relatives, who think they could do a better job? Poison, assassins and worse, unthinkable things, happen to them! Yet Ocasa, is of the mind, they deserve to die, regardless. Currently the Jogarth, are split into two factions and Imperial liege Isabellani, IS the absolute ruler, despite her father’s indiscretions, in producing a second heir, of contention, to the throne?
In the form, of what others would see, as Isabellani’s sister? Luckily for the Jogarth Kets, they’re out of the ongoing squabble, between those two. ‘Squabble’ is by any stretch of the imagination, a very NICE way, of putting it! Unfortunately, our Jogarth Kets, hmm Ketlets (females) included. Are from the two different families. They’re more than aware, of who’s next inline, should they ever get that far, to the throne. I add ‘Should they ever, get that far’. Don’t expect anything less, than any number of conspiracies and ongoing real nasty attempts, at bumping off the opposition, as they recognize it!
The Jogarth Kets, like many of the. as we might call them, NOBILITY. Kets? Little darlings in space. They are not. But some of that is hereditary. Its the way, within their families, that they have grown to accept, that certain activities by them that are perceived to be anything but ACCEPTABLE to others? Are more than reasonable, within their own cultures, beliefs and actions! Which is where the Akademy comes to the fore, its task is to enlighten the Kets/Ketlets to, maybe thinking for themselves and making their own judgments.
Sometimes showing, the other side of the coin, to reveal that maybe, THEIR actions, however seeming acceptable, in the end has consequences! The Jogarth? Some of the Kets, ARE different or want to change from how they were brought up to be without compassion, mercy and? Though to some they will find it almost impossible to convince them they are anything, but genuine in their intentions. Especially when it comes to those like Ocasa. Still waters run deep and with some, just like Ocasa? Murky depths indeed..
Jes and Aimee appeared, Nathan breathed a sigh of relief as they engaged her in conversation. “The Toy’s worked her lists out and actually had a chat with us about the Kets! The banquet went well. “Yes they surprised even me. Thanks Aimee, for sorting out the diets for the Vendarans. Wouldn’t have had a clue.”
Fehlise interrupted them, as she raised her hand to her ear, then nodded. “Got message from Trime on Cisteron, they’ve found another breeder unit, destroyed it, but also discovered some other data, they think the Galactic Comtesse should know about.“ “Better trans it to her, after the recent round with them, she needs all the help she can get!“ Fehlise moved over to the units at the side A tube that slid open to allow her inside. Now closed around her, it glowed for several seconds before it opened allowing her out and back to them. “Needed that recharge, some of my Biostem nemnodes, have been playing up! For some reason, it feels as though something, is about to happen."
The departure later, with the Kets onboard bound for the satellite, orbiting the Akademy Planet, went without a hitch. Much to everyone’s relief, well those supervising! Ah yes, peace at last.
It might not be for long, in the depths of space something stirred.
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