Overall she looked different, and slightly darker. “A petition from Pessilberg.” She said showing her note. It was elaborately sealed and stamp...d with black and gold ribbon under a yellow wax crest.“Read it.” Marcos grumbled and adjusted himself in his chair. She removed the seal then flipped it open. “Marcos : Information recently obtained, indicate, issues with the court in Lafaust. Our ring of informants has reported a rumor that the Crown prince is under undo influence from his. I suddenly felt his firm hand collide against my ass, making my cheek bounce, rippling the tender skin, before finally echoing right in my lower belly.The impact instantly silenced my little act of rebellion and I swallowed around a newly-formed lump in my throat.The hit was more sharp than it was hard, and frankly, it felt like it had only stopped the outward display, because inside? Inside, I was craving to feel it again, craving to behave even worse in the hopes of being forced into. “That’s why I bought them.”“Good!” Meagan said, coming out of her room in sweats. “Because I’m in too.”The three of us headed out and did a light jog and walking routine, just swapping in and out of a jog every thirty seconds. By the end, Chloe and I were coughing and wheezing.“Are you two all right?” Meagan asked as we got back to the house.“Yeah. Chloe is a smoker, and I’m not used to this yet.” I said. “Just give us a moment or two to catch our breath, Miss Track and Field.” I added.“Wait, I. You had better start evasive action and prepare to fight." Thank you, 'Susan'. You had better start the same evasion. Break away from 'Michael' and make your own attack runs. This is obviously not a friendly visit."'Michael' turned left and 'Susan' turned right. This time, observers on both ships were able to see laser beams flash by. There was just enough stray gas around to allow the beams to be seen. Jacob had the navigating computer plot a random zig-zag flight pattern rushing them toward.