More importantly was the question of how to get them to budge in favour of what I was doing. That was something that I needed to figure out.My problem... didn't end there. I learned later that day that Lord Omar was not happy. I'd sent Asana and Samira to Izmir following the raid on Minos to pop in and see how things were going with the ex-slaves that I'd been sending him. From what Asana told me later in the day, things were not going very well. Lord Omar had not prepared himself or his city for. “Didn't think you'd have time in your busy schedule to check on me in person. Running out of kids to shake down for candy? Too bad we're eight months away from Halloween,” you replied.“Funny guy, aren't ya? Wanna see how funny you are without a tongue?”“If anything, I'd rather you take my ears. Wouldn't have to listen to all the shit that comes out of your mouth.”Getting irked at your constant remarks, Jeremy directs the two muscle-heads forward.“I'll do you one better: I'll smash your head in. He tried not to let the teasing whispers bother him as he flew into theknot hole that led to Fairy School. He then took his seat between some girlswho stopped whispering to one another."Okay fairies," said Mrs. Plumtree the teacher. "This is your first day inschool and I was curious what type of fairy each of you wish to be. How aboutyou?" I want to be in charge of painting nature." A girl fairy with purple wingsand a matching outfit said sweetly. "My best friend wants to be a waterfairy." She. No he was saying, and very emphatically. He opened his mouth and put out his tongue. He touched it to her forehead, her nose, and then bent down to lick her feet.She was shocked. This, she knew from some of her diplomatic training, was the wookiee equivalent of an obeisance, a thank you for a very special gift, usually an unexpected one. Then she understood. The wookiee wasn't condemning her at all, he was thanking her. Thanking her for letting him make love to her, for helping him. He was now.