”“And here we are,” King Drace replied. “I wanted to ignore him – maybe set a Knight or two on him and lock him in the dungeon. You vetoed t...at idea.”“He’s with the clergy,” Queen Synel explained. “That just isn’t done.”“YOU are the queen, Lamyra,” King Drace pointed out with a faint hint of humor in his voice. “I am the king. I’m fairly certain that means we can do whatever in chaos we want.”Queen Synel opened her mouth to respond but closed it as the door to their chamber opened. Newly. The house was packed with film people, musicians, vocalists, playwrights, television, radio show hosts together with the financiers that made everything work.The hostess introduced me to a few people. A television producer in the group asked, "Shawn, since you came here I did a lot of digging and find you are an even more remarkable person than you let people believe you are. Do you have some secret to how you have accomplished being a doctor, university professor, author, artist, businessman. " She said in a quiet voice. For some strange reason I reached out gently caressing her cheek. "No I am failing you. Had I been teaching you all those months ago when I promised you, then you'd be a lot better." Naci's mouth dropped open as she stared at me. "No Toman you are doing the best that you can, considering." Here she looked at the ground again. This time I saw a few tears escaping her eyes. "I know you have had so much on your mind. Plus all that you have to do. I'm not sure I could. .."I lay in my bed, thinking about Mikeya and all she was sacrificing for her small island nation. Her people would never appreciate all she was prepared to give up to serve them. After we had made love, she had kissed me softly and then slipped out of the bed. I could tell she was hoping I wouldn't notice her tears."Good morning, sleepyhead," came the voice from the doorway. "Will you tell me why Mikeya is crying? Or should I ask Vickie when she gets back?"Sandy was standing in the open.