There was something about the shaking of the sphere that was particularly unsettling for Fifth Prince Sona. It didn't feel as though there was a battle, but almost as though something was awakening.
What he didn't understand was what any of this had to do with Starell, and why these idiots were touching such a reverse scale. Didn't they see her wings? Even Leia had gone out of her way to stop Nosphaleen from doing something stupid.
If the wrong person was angered by this, all of them would be implicated. It wouldn't be a matter of logic and reason anymore.
"Fuck," Fifth Prince Sona cursed to himself.
He had really gotten himself in some real shit this time. He knew that eventually, his need to participate in everything would come back to bite him, but couldn't it wait a few more years? It was already too late to not be involved.
