Tuesday, January 30, 2018

Coming Soon - Rishalt, Book 2 of Taxyon Space

Taxyon Space has two Books! 

NEW - Rishalt, Book 2

Two alien worlds. Two lovers torn apart. Can they spin the hyperthreads to unity.

Dr. Nikki Bell is devastated when the Watchers reappear without her alien lover. Why did he return to his home planet without even leaving a message? In search of answers, Nikki jumps at the chance to join the diplomatic team invited to visit the aliens’ home world. On Rishalt, she must contend with the intricacies of Warrish society and an undercurrent of hostility.
Kiron Arqin Ramis is summoned home by his family to the unwanted honor of a new triad and union with a high-ranked female. Unable to forget Nikki, he endures a perilous exile on a wilderness planet instead of complying with his family’s demands. But, the Triarchs have other plans for him.

Stakes are higher than the lives of two individuals. Earth leaders are desperate to acquire the alien interstellar technology, while Warrish dispute the advantage of an alliance with inferiors. Can Nikki and Kiron pierce the barriers separating them to find happiness with provoking an unequal war? 

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Sunday, January 21, 2018

Sneak Peek into Rishalt, Book 2 of Taxyon Space #SciFiRom

 Taxyon Space

Beginning of Rishalt, Book 2 of Taxyon Space

Draft Blurb
Dr. Nikki Bell is devastated when the Watchers reappear without her alien lover. Why did he return to his home planet without even leaving a message? In search of answers, Nikki jumps at the chance to join the diplomatic team invited to visit the aliens’ home world. On Rishalt, she must contend with the intricacies of Warrish society and an undercurrent of hostility.
Kiron Arqin Ramis is summoned home by his family to the unwanted honor of a new triad and union with a high-ranked female. Unable to forget Nikki, he accepts exile on a dangerous wilderness planet instead of complying with his family’s demands. But, the Triarchs have other plans for him.
Stakes are higher than the lives of two individuals. Earth leaders are desperate to acquire the aliens’ interstellar technology, while Warrish perceive few advantages to an alliance. Can Nikki and Kiron pierce the barriers separating them to find happiness with provoking an unequal war?


The intercom beeped. A shrill voice yelled, “Dr. Bell, you’re ordered to the hub. We have an emergency. Unidentified floating object on the monitors.”
Noting the edge of panic in the cantankerous Safety Officer’s voice, Nikki called, “Cut your jets, Tar. I’ll be up in a second.” Anxious to learn the worst, she left the lab and sprinted along the passage to the transit hub of Bathos, the submarine station in the ocean of Europa. What the styx could it be? The prototype spaceship, Taxyon One, had departed from Jupiter’s moon three weeks ago, leaving the fledgling colony without transport off the moon.
As she reached the door to the stairwell, Astrid Andersen raced from the opposite direction. The chief of the Division of Xenobiology ran gracefully, her long legs moving easily and her blonde hair bobbing behind. Nikki quelled a twinge of envy. Her mentor had arrived only recently and her muscles were still adapted to Earth’s gravity.
Astrid said, “I had not anticipated so much excitement during my visit. Is this alarm a normal occurrence?”
“Not in my experience,” Nikki admitted. “I’ve no idea what the monitors detected. Even Major Tarlick ought to recognize a large native animal.”
“Let’s find out.” Astrid pushed the door open.
They leaped up the stairs to the central hub and dashed into the transit center. Five of the Bathos residents crowded into the front of the room. The others were working on Topside, or away on a field trip. Everyone was staring at the big viewer. Everyone except for Roy Wong, who tapped frantically on his tablet.
As they entered, Major Tarlick glanced around, and gave a quick nod of recognition. Gesturing at the screen, he offered an unnecessary explanation, “Unidentified object on the starboard perimeter. Tech Wong is transmitting the image to Earth.”
The statuesque Dr. Andersen stopped at the rear of the room where her height allowed her to see easily over the heads of the people in the front. At ten centimeters shorter, Nikki pushed to the front of the awed group and peered out. Instead of the usual view of dark water rippling over red bedrock, and fat seaslugs feeding on mounds of microbes, a sphere the size of a house hovered on the left of the screen beyond the dome of the Greenery. Transfixed by the sight of the shimmering sphere, she froze. The iridescent surface of the sphere resembled the surface of Kiron’s bubble shelter. A shiver of excitement raced through her.
“It’s the Warrish,” she cried. 
Her cool voice penetrating the shocked silence, Astrid asked, “The alien mermen you met?”
“Not mermen, but humanoid,” Nikki said. “No tails or scales. They have legs and gill slits.”
“They’ve come back?” Deirdre Foster, the director, asked. As the Station’s physician, she had relocated to the medical facility on Bathos after the disaster, leaving the astrotechs and shuttle pilots to camp in the reconstructed shell of Topside.
“Kiron predicted they would decide to speak with us.” Nikki flushed in anticipation of seeing her lover again. “He believed their leaders favored an alliance with Earthers. That’s their name for humans.” Fifteen days ago, he had met her briefly in the deserted Warrish base and given her a token of his affection. She fingered his gift, the copper bracelet on her wrist engraved with his family emblems.
“Fair enough.” A faint frown slid across Astrid’s calm face. “Why pop in unannounced like this? They must know how to communicate with us.”
Nikki nodded. “Correct. Their Watchers have been monitoring Galileo Station for years, and they have translators.”
“Curious,” Astrid remarked. “Perhaps they wish to make a dramatic entrance.”
“The Warrish?” Major Tarlick scowled. “Is it an attack?”
A commotion from the rear heralded the entrance of Tech Albright. Big Al, unofficial leader of the colonists, marched to the front and glared at the iridescent sphere. “Styx, our green-skinned mermen have arrived in style.”
Tarlick protested, “They’re attacking Bathos.”
Al slapped the major’s stiff back and boomed, “We’d be bloody dead if they wanted to attack us. They could have slaughtered us at any time in the years they’ve been on Europa. We can’t match their technology. If they’ve got interstellar transport, they’re surely capable of dropping a bloody big bomb.”
“They’ve been watching us for decades,” Nikki pointed out. “Plenty of opportunity to squash us if they wished.”
“Understood,” Tarlick groaned. “If they’re paying a friendly visit, do you think we ought to send divers to meet them?”
Nikki shrugged. “I’d guess the sphere is filled with air. They can breathe air like us, and the atmosphere in their submarine base was close to Earth normal.” She had become the expert on the aliens. In fact, nobody else had seen a live Warrish, although they had images and tissue specimens from the dead alien.  
Director Foster said, “Major Tarlick is correct. We ought to meet them in their own element as a neighborly gesture.”
“Wait for them to make the first move,” Al suggested.
Astrid had been staring at the strange sphere. She tilted her head and asked, “Where is the entrance, Nikki?”
“If it’s like the bubble shelter, you can enter the membrane anywhere.”
They watched as the giant sphere drifted onto the seabed on the outer perimeter of the repulsion field. A shoal of alarmed eels circled above the roof of the Fishery, ignorant of the tank hatching their fellows for food.
Five tense minutes elapsed without a change.
Tarlick exhaled audibly. “They’re not attacking.”
“Reckon they’ve come for a chat,” Al grunted. “Who wants to meet them?”
After a slight pause, Director Foster said, “I’m the senior official on Galileo Station. Perhaps I should go?”
Al patted her on the back. “A laudable proposal, Dee, but you’re a bloody landlubber. You’ve never swum in these gloomy waters. I’ll take the job instead.”
Astrid said, “Nikki’s a fine diver and the aliens know her. She should be in the group.”
“Brilliant,” Nikki cried. “I’d love to pierce their big bubble.” With luck, Kiron was waiting inside the filmy shelter.
Major Tarlick insisted, “You’ll need protection.”
“Nah,” Al grunted. “Reckon we’ll have to trust they don’t mean to kill us.” He forestalled Tarlick’s objection, saying, “Okay, Tar, you hold the fort on Bathos with Deirdre. If we don’t come back, you can wield your bloody guns. Don’t be surprised if they fail to do any damage.”
“Three people would be good,” Nikki suggested. “Warrish work in units of three or six.”
“I’ll come along with you and Al,” Astrid offered. “Even if only to satisfy my curiosity about the aliens’ unusual physiology.”
Al nodded. “Okay, three of us. We’re all comfortable in the ocean.” He grinned. “Let’s dive in.”

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If you’re not familiar with these characters, they are introduced in Europa.
Europa, Taxyon Space, Book 1 - SciFi Thriller & Romance
Daredevil scientist & scarred alien in perilous seas.

Wednesday, January 17, 2018

Atrapako on Eden Goes Wide #SciFiRom #Aliens


My oldest series, Atrapako on Eden, is now available at most retailers.

What color are your scales? Intrepid scientist solves mystery of scaly aliens.


Dr. Lucy Stannis leads a quiet life as the chief biologist in the remote human colony on Eden, until an alien vessel makes first contact with the colonists. She is thrilled to meet the spaceship captain, the impressive Blue, Sa Kamizan Veedak, despite the scaled bodies and sharp claws of the formidable Atrapako. Conflicts arise, threatening the whole colony as well as Lucy’s tenuous friendship with Sa Kamizan. Lucy must employ all her skills to discover their secret and save the colony.

If you like feisty heroines and mysteries where deceptions abound, then you’ll enjoy this science fiction adventure with a surprise twist at the end. Start this tale of culture clash and sweet romance today. 

Rescue mission to hostile planet of scaly aliens. 


When the Atrapako Blue, Sa Kamizan Veedak, and Dr. Lucy Stannis receive a distress call from his sister, they must undertake the dangerous mission to rescue her from the war-torn planet of Vkani. As an exile, Sa Kamizan risks death if he is recognized. Their motley crew of Atrapako and human scientists will need all their skills to combat treachery by brutal warlords and survive the hostile environment.

If you enjoy science fiction adventures with battles and betrayals mixed with romance and scientific explorations, read Dragons of Vkani, Book 2 in the series, Atrapako on Eden. 


Although it was published in 2014, I wrote The Lady is Blue several decades ago while I was a postdoc at Yale. At that time, the Kline Biology Tower had a cafeteria on its top floor. This cafeteria, and the research labs on the lower floors, appear in my story. The aliens mix, or not, with scientists in my fictional cafeteria. The story is set on a distant planet called Eden with a colony of humans isolated from the rest of the galaxy.
The original title was “What Color Are Your Scales?” because the alien Atrapako have scales in colors representing their caste system. Leaders are blue, scientists and people with technical skills are green, solders are red, and everyone else is yellow.

One of the reviewers of this book has an apt description of the plot: “A sassy human female and an arrogant, scaled alien spaceship Captain collide. What could possibly go wrong? Or go right?”

Can you guess the surprise ending? I left clues, and the heroine, Dr. Lucy Stannis, fits the pieces of the puzzle together before the denouement and twists it to her advantage.   

Tuesday, December 5, 2017

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Intrepid scientist solves puzzle of scaly aliens on remote planet 


Feisty Tiger Lily seeks lost colony & finds her match 


Fun & Fast-paced SciFi Romance Novella 

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Tuesday, November 7, 2017

Europa: thrilling new #SciFi #Romance by Aurora Springer

Europa, Science fiction thriller and romance 

Book 1 of Taxyon Space, a saga of our journey to the stars.

What alien creatures lurk under the icy surface of Europa?

Dr. Nikki Bell’s plan to discover intelligent life hits a rocky start when her spaceship crashes on the icy surface of Europa. Seconds before she blacks out, she spies a man’s face in the water beneath the ice. When she wakes on the submarine Station, nobody believes her story. Convinced the mysterious stranger saved her life, Nikki searches for him while she explores the ocean and its alien inhabitants. 
Kiron Arqin Ramis chose exile as a Watcher on a remote outpost to redeem his family’s honor. He never expected to find an attractive Earther woman close to death. He violates the prime policy by rescuing her. Despite suffering the penalty, he strives to warn her about his hostile leaders.
Nikki’s unexpected meeting with Kiron triggers a chain of disasters in Europa’s perilous oceans. Can the daredevil scientist and scarred Watcher forge a new alliance despite their people’s antagonism?   

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Sunday, October 15, 2017

Secret Supers Books are #99c Each until Oct 22nd #Superhero #IndieSFF

 Secret Supers
Secret Supers Books are discounted for this Week only!

99c or FREE with Kindle Unlimited
Super Starrella, Book 1: Amazon
Starrella Falls, Book 2: Amazon

Gargoyle Hunt, Book 3: Amazon

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Spunky supergirl, snarky flying horse and hunky hero!

Imagine a mix of supergirl and Tintin - Flying horse Rockette channels Snowy and Captain Haddock. 

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Thursday, July 20, 2017

Grand Masters' Galaxy #eBooks are now on #GooglePlay

Epic SciFi Fantasy Series, Grand Master’s Galaxy, is available at all retailers
Super psychics in space: One young woman challenges the super psychics ruling the galaxy, and finds an impossible love

Grand Master’s Cat, Short Prequel  Amazon (KU)

Friday, June 2, 2017

Sneak Peek - Cosmic Rift, Chapter One

 Cosmic Rift
Cosmic Rift, Book 4 in the Grand Masters’ Galaxy 
Empath Violet embarks on a new and desperate mission to find her missing lover.

Violet’s happy family is shattered when Athanor Griffin vanishes. The formidable Grand Master might have teleported anywhere in the galaxy. Violet strives to find her psychic partner, while looking after their baby and fulfilling his duties on the Council. Her frantic search uncovers a new threat to galactic civilization along with resurgence of the infamous Ixioth slavers. The Council dithers in response to her call for action, and even her former allies believe the Griffin is dead. She must risk her son, her psi-powers, and her life to rescue her beloved mate in the hope they can unite to fight the menace.

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Chapter One

Violet sat in the nursery of the Griffin’s Eyrie, rocking her baby son in her arms and crooning a lullaby. Little Varan smiled at her. At nine months old, the jet black of his short hair rivaled his father’s. His blue-green eyes were solemn, his eyelids drifting lower as he grew sleepy. 
The orange cat, Rascal, a furry weight across her shoulders, purred his loud, “Love you, love you.”
The two fluffies curled at her feet like a pair of oversized bunny slippers. Dilly and Dally had identical white noses and long silky fur, although Dilly had conspicuous white patches on her brown flanks. Their alien minds mumbled a contented refrain, “Sleep, happy sleep, sleep happy.” 
Her usual entourage of bedtime assistants, except for Athanor, her beloved psychic partner. They had exchanged vows and rings at a formal ceremony, and now, she held their son. Violet hummed to little Varan, alert for his father to pop in at any moment. Athanor was travelling on diplomatic affairs for the Grand Masters’ Council. He teleported home almost every day, arriving at odd hours, depending on the event and planetary cycles at his target. Often, she accompanied him, leaving Varan in the Jackson’s care. But this morning, their little son had been fretful, and she had stayed home to soothe him.
She glanced out the nursery window and smiled at the georgous scenery. Low on the horizon beyond the orchard, the sun sparkled on the turquoise waves of the ocean. She loved the Griffin’s Eyrie, the beautiful planet where Athanor had built his castle, and her home for almost two years. After Varan fell asleep, she could tackle her tasks. She ought to check the reports from the drones in orbit around her planets, her share of the booty from ousting the conspirators on the Council. Unlike their opponents, she complied with the formal goals of the Council to foster peace and recruit new sapient entities into the Galactic Congress.
Judging the time with the precision of habit, she laid her sleeping son in the crib, kissed his mop of dark hair, and tucked the blanket with the blue griffin around him. Varan sighed, but did not wake. The two fluffies hopped over the rail and snuggled beside the little boy. She brushed her fingers over their long silky fur. Displaced from her shoulders, Rascal rubbed against her bare legs and mewed for his share of attention.
Now their son was asleep, she allowed her love for Athanor to rise to the forefront of her mind. Her formidable partner had spent the past month visiting members of the Galactic Congress. He worked tirelessly to advocate peace and encourage psychics, determined to rectify the past failures of the Council. To most people’s surprise, he was a devoted father, playing with his little son for hours. His telekinetic skills were invaluable. He could flick a finger to clean the baby with a psi breeze. At times, he looked after Varan while she chatted with her friends at the Academy. She admired his kindness as much as his strength of purpose and astute mind. Two years ago, she had feared she would never find a man who would love her in spite of her ability to read emotions. Now her worries seemed foolish. Athanor enjoyed their psychic link, and he could block her probe if he wished. 
Violet!” Athanor’s mental cry pierced her thoughts.
Pain stabbed her temples.
Varan wailed.
Rascal yowled. The fluffies uncurled and twitched their little noses in the air.
Had they heard Athanor or just picked up on her alarm? She couldn’t think clearly with the baby crying. Damping the upsurge of her emotions, she picked up her son and soothed him with a song. Ten minutes later, he quietened and she laid him back on the mattress. His quiet breathing comforted her. The two fluffies curled against his small body. Only the cat was still roused and angry, his tail whipping like an orange flag. He stood on his hind legs and pawed at her thigh.
The pain had eased. But, something had changed. Violet made a mental sweep through the castle. The only other inhabitants, Zoe and Jamail Jackson, were in the kitchen. Zoe hummed as she cleaned the stovetop. Jamail put down the knife he was sharpening and picked up a mug of beer. Undisturbed by any alarm, the Jacksons were finishing their daily tasks.
Violet froze in sudden comprehension. Athanor had gone. She had no sense of his mental presence. What had severed their psychic link?
She gasped a sob. Only last night, he had been in this room with her. He had come to see her and their son and stayed overnight before returning to Council Hall in the morning. Later in the day, they had talked via the amethyst he wore on a chain around his neck. Touching her forehead where the matching amethyst was embedded, she reached out mentally. Nothing! She could not sense him.
Had he met an accident, or… was he dead? She shuddered in horror. What tremendous power could silence a Grand Master in his prime, protected against known hazards?
Violet dashed to the library with the cat bounding at her side. Standing on tiptoes, she pulled the wire cap from a high shelf, and fitted it on her head. She perched on Athanor’s swivel chair, dangling her feet off the floor and leaning her elbows on the desk, while she focused on the contact reinforced by the cap. Still no thread of his thoughts, not even a dim vision of his environment. She groaned. Nothing would be visible if he had slipped the crystal under his shirt.
Violet laid the wire cap on the desk. She activated the hologram of the galaxy and frowned at the rotating spiral arms. He could be on any planet or moon. Anywhere within the galaxy.
Sharing her puzzlement, Rascal jumped onto her lap and meowed. She stroked him absentmindedly, while she pondered the problem. Most days, Athanor worked from his office in Council Hall on Terra. He joked he never knew what emergency awaited his attention when he arrived. Who would know his latest travel plans? Amarylla Threeleaf was the most likely to be informed about current diplomatic events. The flower Grand Master often assisted Athanor with Council business.
Violet rotated her wrist com to expose the miniportal, a device for instantaneous communication across the galaxy. She had received the special com after her acceptance into the ranks of the Grand Masters. Almost nobody besides the Grand Masters had access to this special technology. Nobody, except for their powerful ally, the Black Dragon. With his usual foresight, Athanor had asked Master Smith Stimon to manufacture a miniportal suitable for Ythris. 
Placing a fresh data chip in the com, she composed a short message and spoke aloud into the recorder, “Brightness Amarylla, where did Athanor go today? I fear for his safety.” She tapped the code for the Wistralian Grand Master and transmitted her question. Violet settled back in the capacious chair, hoping for a rapid response. Surely Amarylla would understand that she would not send the message lightly, but had good reason for anxiety.
Before five minutes had passed, a pillar of pink radiance appeared in the middle of the library. Spinning to a stop, the shimmering pillar resolved into the giant three-petalled flower of Amarylla. 
Violet sprang to her feet and bowed, “Brightness, you are welcome.”
The scent of roses wafted across the room, and Amarylla rustled, “Peace, friend Violet. Brightness deemed your query urgent.”
“I’m not sure,” Violet admitted. “But, I’ve lost all sense of Athanor. It happened suddenly, a few minutes ago.”
“Brightness tastes your acute senses.” Her petals opened wide and the edges crinkled. “You fear the Griffin drifts into danger.”
“But where?” Violet shivered. She reached the tip of her forefinger to touch the edge of a rosy petal. “I have to find him. Rescue him if need be.”
“The Griffin has been touring the main branches of the Galactic Congress.” 
“Our allies, I believed.” Violet did not hide her sarcasm. Athanor had shared with her what he had learned in the Chair’s records. Threat of retaliation by the Council of Grand Masters had prevented interplanetary wars on many occasions. No other group in the galaxy wielded a weapon to match the united powers of the Grand Masters.
“Allies and enemies,” Amarylla agreed. She fluttered the tips of her petals. “Brightness captured breeze from Griffin not three standard days past. Grand Master Ravaleen, Meilai of Marina, urged his azure presence in her realm.”
“He told me about Ravaleen’s message. I believe he meant to visit her today if nothing more urgent came up.” Sizzling curls of lilac psi, Violet paced up and down the room. “I must go to AguaSalva. Ravaleen may know what happened to him. But, I cannot leave our little son untended and unguarded for long periods.”
“Brightness asks to taste the young bud.”
Interpreting the plantoid’s oddly phrased request, Violet halted and nodded. “Certainly, you may visit Varan. Come with me.” She walked across the hall into the nursery. Her rootlets scraping the wooden floor, Amarylla glided after her. The baby lay asleep in his crib beside the furry balls of Dilly and Dally.
The flower Grand Master extended the tip of a petal to touch the baby’s head. “Small bud tastes sweet. Brightness foresees son of powerful parents will grow strong.”
“Varan has little power yet. He can scarcely crawl.”
“Sip patience. Human buds grow slowly.”
“Yes.” Violet sighed, “I wish his father were here.” The baby stirred in his sleep. Immediately, she squashed her fears for Athanor, laid a hand on the boy’s arm and crooned to calm him. When he slept soundly again, she turned to Amarylla and whispered, “Let’s move outside so we can speak without disturbing my baby.” 
Returning to the library with Amarylla, Violet shut the door and resumed a businesslike tone. “Brightness Amarylla, I must search for Athanor. Did he leave an itinerary for his tour?”
“Brightness sipped no news beyond what we exchanged. Chair’s office may offer a scent of his passage.”
Eager to take action, Violet smiled. “Flashy! We’ll search in Council Hall. I can leave Varan for an hour or two while he sleeps beside the fluffies.”
Amarylla’s leaves rustled, “Entry to the Chair’s office is barred.”
“He gave me the key. We’ll port together to his door.” Violet touched a fingertip to the edge of a pink petal and tapped the enhancer behind her ear. With the powers she had gained as a Grand Master, she no longer needed to travel via the teleportal cylinders. They flipped into the eerie virtual space of whirling lights. Skimming along the quantum surface of an intersecting universe, they journeyed across the galaxy to Council Hall on Terra.

An instant later, they stood outside the Chair’s office. Violet shielded quickly. She had become accustomed to the stark white walls and black tiled floors, although she still felt oppressed by the grim interior of Council Hall. She tossed a stray lock of hair off her face, stepped to the door and pressed the palm of her hand over the lock. The door swung open with a lilac flicker of her psi energy.
The office was still and cold. Athanor had removed the green jade desk and ornate carved chair of his predecessor, Nathan, Lord of Lightning. Instead, he had installed a plain desk of polished mallan wood and a large leather swivel chair. The shelves held the same stacks of ledgers yellowed with age and faded brown folders holding many years of records.
Amarylla waved her petals, wafting rose-scented warmth into the air.
Ignoring the cold, Violet perched on the big chair and frowned at the blank white pad of paper on top of the desk. She pulled the center drawer open. On the right hand side, she found a notebook with a blue cover. Flicking through the pages, she reached the final sheet with notes scrawled in Athanor’s large handwriting.
She pointed to the name and date at the top of the page. “AguaSalva. According to his notes, he planned to travel to the planet this afternoon and meet with Ravaleen. Surely, she would have sent a message if he had met with an accident.”    
Curious about Athanor’s notes, she flipped to the previous page and read the lines silently, “Request for medical supplies from Aoli. Done. Request to oust killer slugs from Chiaxi. Done. …” She flipped through pages of tasks he had completed. Placing the notebook on the desk, she rested her elbows on the glossy surface and cupped her chin in her hands. Yes, some ventures she knew about. But, others were new to her. Athanor had not told her about all his tasks. He didn’t grumble about his duties as Chair.
She blurted, “Amarylla, I didn’t realize how much he did. All these things he did to promote galactic civilization.”  
“Brightness swears the Griffin is the best Council Chair in generations.”
“He did all these important tasks while protecting me from every worry since I was tending to our child.” She stared at the pink petals. “We must find Athanor. The galaxy needs his leadership. Our son needs his father, and I need my dear partner.”
“Brightness scented the Griffin’s visit to the Meilai of Marina. What of his future ventures?”
Looking down at Athanor’s notes, Violet said, “The next item on his list is appraising the security measures at the portal station on Aman-el. They are hosts for the formal meeting of the Maanaan and Yelliast leaders to sign their peace treaty.” 
“Their war claimed many lives. The peace treaty must be signed.”
“Yes, Athanor worked long hours with both sides to negotiate their ceasefire and reach a peace agreement. He believed the Council should take responsibility since their first accord was disrupted by the failure of the portals.” 
Amarylla’s petals fluttered. “Griffin’s absence from the meeting will be proclaimed a deadly insult by the two parties.”
“Voids!” Violet frowned. “We can’t allow them to begin another war.” She traced the dates in Athanor’s notes. “The peace conference will be held in seven Terran days.” Projecting optimism in spite of her doubts, she said, “Surely we’ll have found Athanor well before then.” 
“Brightness wafts success.”
Frowning in concentration, Violet considered the options. “First, I’ll visit the Meilai on AguaSalva. There’s no indication he completed this item of business. If he traveled there, Ravaleen may have news of his next destination. Will you go to Aman-el, Brightness, and assess their security precautions?” 
Unfurling her pink petals, the flower Grand Master agreed, “In dry season, Brightness represents the Council Chair.”
“Take Lira,” Violet suggested. “Your Aman-ellan pawn has acute instincts for danger.”
“Agreed. Waft message if Griffin found.”
“Instantly,” she promised and waved goodbye. Before she traveled to Ravaleen’s island residence, she wanted to check what Athanor had taken from the castle.  

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