1. The Battered Lamp Chapter Thirty: Betrayal of the Father


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    my toe.” The scent of dust hit her nose. A new wind whipped through, swirling about, thick with dust. It formed into one of the Jann homunculi on the other side of the pond, a thick sword gripped in its hand. Alexina stiffened next to her. “Mistress!” Toni gasped, leaping to her feet. Fumi transformed Windfeather from a pair of glasses adorning her face to her yumi, rising up with grace as another two homunculi whirled in around them. “Prepare to fight!” she shouted, drawing back her bow and releasing an arrow.” <p style="text-align: center;">~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Aaliyah smiled as she stepped into her brother's apartments. The three concubines—Teleisia, Carla, and Missy—on her heels. The room was richly appointed with tasseled pillows and intricately woven carpets. A small table made of polished ebony sat in the center, a vase of yellow flowers sitting in the middle. She gracefully sat down on of the pillows. “You may tell my brother I'm ready.” “He wishes to see you in his private chambers.” Aaliyah blinked. “What? That hardly seems proper.” “The room is protected from eavesdropping and scrying,” the Eunuch smiled. “He is waiting for you.” “Okay.” Aaliyah rose back up, motioning for the concubines to follow her. “It is a private matter,” the Eunuch said. “They're very trustworthy. Right?” “Absolutely,” Missy nodded. “We're her family.” Aaliyah walked to the door leading to her brother's private chamber. It used to be her father's. She remembered sneaking in as a ...
    child and bouncing on his bed. She pushed back the grief of her father's passing and entered the door. It was dark. “Sihab?” she asked. “Aaliyah,” a powerful voice boomed. She froze. “Father?” A Jann stood in the room, stroking his beard. “My errant daughter.” For a moment, disbelief robbed Aaliyah of action. She thought her father was dead, had come to accept that terrible fact in her heart. But here he was. Alive. No wonder Sihab wanted to see her in private. She let out a squeal of delight, racing to hug her father, burying her face into his beard. He didn't smell of unguents and spice like her father had when she was a child, but of dirt and blood. She pulled her face away, looking up into his eyes. “What has happened to you, father? Sihab said you were dead.” “Mistress!” Teleisia gave a shout as her father snapped a collar around her neck, cool to her touch. “Get away from him.” “He's my father,” Aaliyah said, reaching up to touch the collar about her neck. “What is this?” “A gift. Diamond to keep you in place.” His voice growled, full of dark menace. His hands squeezed about her throat, choking off her air. Aaliyah didn't understand what was happening. Why would Father harm me? Teleisia's hand yanked her back from her father's grip, and Missy and Carla stepped forward. All three concubines had activated their enhancements, moving with inhumane grace. Mindy's black hair, cut short around her neck, swayed as she fell into a battle stance, and Carla pushed her dark-red hair ...
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