CHAPTER EIGHTY-THREE
The morning after was chaotic; Xavier took this breach more seriously than the last and even Rose was taken in for questioning. Apparently, the timing was weird and she might actually be lying about her ordeal with Rick so she needed to be interrogated as well. I protested but Xavier assured me she was safe and all but I was scared of whatever means they used to extract information from her.
We all knew they had a secret weapon, we just didn't know what it was and how they used it on humans.
I and Anna waited in my room anxiously while she was in there, hoping nothing went awry.
*XAVIER'S POV
The buzz from my tryst with Tessa which was the most amazing thing to happen to me was fading the more this issue prolonged.
I'd thought by now, someone would have given me a pointer to who was responsible. I'd even put a reward of three tons of Nexarion for whoever could bring useful information and all I'd been able to get where what he had for breakfast today and what time they'd actually noticed the escape which was thirty minutes before I was informed about it.
I mean, I was happy that happened because I wouldn't have known how my wife tasted or that her lips alone could make my toes curl up in ecstasy.
“You say you have no association with my father in any way?” I asked the tenth guard I've had to interview today and he shook his head. I didn't have any reason not to believe him, the touch of the gods as we like to call it made ky’rhans incapable of lying to their king.
It was a great discovery how it made humans so compliant to everything we asked of them so simply putting it in large doses across all forms of liquid gave us an upper hand.
But it was our most guarded secret, we didn't know how far they could go to regain the freedom of their mind and didn't want to find out. The night Tessa nearly killed herself is a testament to that.
“You can go, Tim,” I waved him away, heaving a sigh of tiredness.
My father was a terrible and harsh person, but I couldn't bring myself to permanently hurt him. He was always the big, bad man making me do whatever he wanted with different fear tactics but he was still my father, the only parent I had.
My real mother was dead and I didn't have any sort of connection to her, just faint memories that I couldn't make sense of. I knew I needed to call a council meeting for his prosecution but I knew how much these men hated him even though he saved their lives so putting him in front of them would signify a severe punishment. Which I might have to met out by myself and I wasn't ready for that.
But then, why won't he stay put? He should have never touched Tessa, knowing fully well we were connected on more than just the physical and mental level. I had to hold Xy’thern back from killing him both times and yet, he still keeps getting in the way.
Former councilman Rick’s human breeder waddled into the interrogation chair and I felt that strange emotion I'd always felt when I treated Tessa like trash in order to make her hate me. I think they call it guilt. A ky'rhan never feels that, in fact, we aren't supposed to feel anything but My father says that's one fault of the experiment that has to be uprooted from each child before they grow up thinking with their hearts and souls instead of their brains.
“Good morning Madam, sorry for the disturbance. We're just crossing out every possibility. Have some water and we'll be done with this in no time, okay?” I said, offering kindness in my words as there was no other way to go about this.
“It's alright, Your Majesty,” she said, bowing her head.
I sometimes forget how humans actually behave around me because Tessa's defiance is the only thing I'm used to. I went from frowning every time I saw a human to simply comparing them to the spitfire that won't even let me make her hate me.
I still remember her standing her ground every time I tried to frustrate her or make her do something she didn't want to do. She might eventually do it but I didn't hear the end of it.
I snapped out of my reverie and went through the questions I'd written out and the girl answered with all honesty, I didn't even feel any attempt to lie from her.
“Do you have any ill intentions towards the crown?” I asked, it was the last question and that was when I felt it.
It's what I always felt from Tessa and I have been secretly investigating it. Theresa also told me about her suspicions and I'd been trying to make sure it didn't get out that a human was resistant in any way. It'll ruin everything so even though Tessa didn't trust the female anymore, I still had to keep her around.
I looked at the female before me, my suspicions rising. She swallowed before replying. “I don't have any ill intentions towards the crown, Your Majesty,”
It was as though I had been hallucinating but I felt t; she'd tried to resist.
“How are you adjusting so far?”
Maybe someone pissed her off and she can't decide if she hates everything about us or she just hates the person in particular. I mean, she should be grateful I saved her from Rick, the ky’rhan is a bastard, nicely put.
“I'm adjusting perfectly, thank you so much for saving me,”
“You're welcome, we're working on taking away as many mistreated women from their ky’rhans as we can. Your kind have done us a great service and shouldn't be treated horribly,”
Her eyes widened. “You really believe that?”
“Of course. My father encouraged harsh treatments like that and that's why we're having such difficulties ruling this planet, but all that is about to change,”
“Now I see why Tessa likes you so much,”
My heart skipped a beat.
“Really?”
I felt the ripple again, it confused me. Why will she try to lie about Tessa's feelings for me? I know her sudden attention to me last night was unexpected but I didn't think much of it.
“Not too much, don't overthink it but she… she sees more in you than the rest of us and I understand it now. You are a lot of them and a lot of us too,” she said with a smile. “Is that all? This water tastes weird and I'm perched,”
“Yes of course, thank you for your honesty,”
She hummed as she tried to get up. I quickly rushed to her aid and attached a guard to her.
I called for the next set of people to be interrogated to take a break. I needed one as well.
I went up to my room and was about to go into the shower when my TV turned on by itself.
“That's weird,” I said out loud, wearing my knitted sweatshirt back on.
I picked up the room, trying to figure out what was going on but the blue background switched to white then ash before a video feed began to play.
It was my father and this was live.
“Hello son,”
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