He only went through the motions of the interview in order to show her that he is the one really in charge around here, that this place would fall apa...t without him, and although he would be her boss, he is likeable and his door is always open if she needs anything at all.He hardly listened to any of her answers to his questions; he was transfixed by her big blue eyes which looked up and to the side whenever she was thinking of the best answer; by her full red lips and the tip of her little. He could feel the foal inside and it was struggling. Normally during labor the foal was calm while the mother delivered it."There's something wrong! I'm not a healer." Turning towards, Kat, he jerked her towards the laboring animal. "Feel. The foal is struggling. Do something. You are the great healer. Heal her. Fix it." he demanded."I... I... I've never..." she protested as he shoved her towards the animal. Seeing her familiar face, the zephti tried to stand and greet her. "No, no, girl, lay. She was just as he had described in his fantasy, just beginning to blossom into womanhood. Her face was round with a smattering of freckles across her nose and her eyes were wide with wonderment. Her long uncut hair reached to her waist and lay in waves. I could see her young breasts that were unfettered beneath a tank shirt. The nipples were pressed against the cloth and stood firm. Whatever had brought her to this place had excited her, probably more than she realized. Her bottom was covered. “Don’t go in there,” he called to Bremer as she approached. Bremer looked at his pale, tear-soaked face and nodded.Tergin had tried to get more out of Yren’s sister back at his domen but she just kept repeating herself over and over, her eyes haunted and glassy. When it was obvious Teran had nothing further to say, Tergin had helped her stand and enlisted Yren and Bremer to keep her upright. It was all they could do to keep her upright; it was as if the young woman had no strength of her own..