I had no chance to scold him, for we were swept off to eat the evening meal with the entire family in attendance, some thirty people, including elders, adult cousins, all the children, more distant relations who lived and worked in the household, and two lads up from the country to work until they had earned enough to go home and marry.

“Now what do we do, Cat?” Rory asked later when we had retired to a tiny room and its two cots. As I hung a lit lantern from a hook, he dragged a cot over against mine and sprawled out across both. “I don’t want to go on the ocean. It scares me.”

“Move over! You’re hogging all the space.”

“I am not a hog!”

“Of course you’re not a hog, Rory,” I said soothingly, before I pounced for the kill. “But don’t make me call you a lecherous seducer. Didn’t I tell you not to touch Luce? She’s too young and very innocent.”

“Not as innocent as you think she is!” He sat up, crossing his arms as he frowned. “I am not like that unpleasant fire mage, James Drake. I would never pet any person without their full and willing consent—”

My throat tightened. “How do you know about my relationship with James Drake?”

“I lived with General Camjiata and his staff for three days before you came to retrieve me. Remember?”

“Did James Drake say things to you? About me?”

“Goodness, Cat. Your skin is all blotchy.” He patted my flushed cheek. “And warm!”

“I see what you’re doing. You’re changing the subject. Luce is too young for you.”

“Both you and Luce are old enough to breed.” He sniffed several times. “You’re not pregnant. In fact, you’re fertile right now. It’s very convenient for me that human women are only fertile part of the time. That makes it easy for me to—”

“Rory! This is not a subject you and I are going to discuss.”

“You started the discussion.” He ran a hand along his chin and lips like a cat about to start licking its paw in a self-congratulatory fashion. Yet just as quickly, his smirk faded. “As your brother, I ought to warn you. James Drake is a dangerous man.”

“I can handle James Drake. It’s our sire I’m worried about. What are his weaknesses? How can I defeat him?”

“You can’t defeat him. We’re bound to him because we are his children.”

A tap shifted the door. I grabbed the hilt of my sword.

“Cat?” It was Kofi.

I let him in. Kofi’s plain jacket and trousers in the practical Expedition style and his powerful build marked him as a hardworking laborer, but the crisp confidence in his tone revealed him as a successful radical, a member of the new provisional Assembly in Expedition.