We're all standing around talking to Thietian about our next plans of attack and after careful deliberation and scouting of certain targets, we decide to go after the ones who are not the highest on the list and work are way through those, hopefully finding more information on who some of these tougher targets are involved with.
The girls we saved from Emir's house have for the most part been helpful to an extent. They didn't know names, but when given pictures of some the people that could have been involved they were able to point out a few that we didn't know were involved but had a feeling about.
They were grateful to us for getting them out and have been doing better with the help of some of the doctors that are working in the compound we have them located in. This place has so many magical and physical barriers, I don't know how we're able to get into it.
Apparently Thietian has been getting some of the more magically gifted to do the same to our place to protect Elena and us. We can't set up the physical barriers without causing suspicion and attention to ourselves, so we have some magical barriers with the aid of technology that is being used to protect our place.
We're discussing on where and how we are to be releasing the information and proof we have. We've agreed every single news outlet should get a copy, physical and digital. The country leaders who do not seem to have any intimate dealings with these pharmaceuticals and the ones who have the least amount of corrupted political members will also be receiving the information.
We're hoping that this may be a way of recruiting more people to the cause to stand up to their corrupted leaders and demand something be done. If their demands are not met, we hope they are still brave enough to fight if the need arises.
Our numbers are few in comparison to that of which could be rallied under just the Erl-king's banner. Unless we get the human governments to fight along with us, we could be obliterated or forced into hiding and running the rest of our lives, or forced into slavery or worse. Thietian agrees to start with the countries that have little to no known direct involvement along with the news outlets all over the world.
We had 60 countries that we could send our information to and feel confident that would stand up against this insidious desire to overthrow and enslave the human race. Sixty out of one hundred and ninety-six countries... It was barely a third of them. There were about forty to fifty that would probably join, but they could be swayed either way was the worry in the back our minds. We knew there was no going back though after we did this. We didn't know what would end up happening but it was a chance we had to take.
After we agreed on the this next course of action, we would be working on getting the information out to the general public of the countries that didn't report these findings to their people. We didn't want to create panic or mass hysteria but we didn't want people left in the dark either. So Thietian would have men in each country to sit back and pay attention to the way the information would be handled and the opinion that would soon follow.
These fellow fighters were sent off with a good luck and do well send off and the rest of us were told to be on alert and ready if needed, before being dismissed. The ones who would be staying around were working on different armor and gadgets to be used for different types of fighting. Whether is was for covert fighting or if it was open battle, defensive and offensive, they were working hard to make sure we had the best fighting chance possible.
I was particularly fond of some of the new close combat weapon options that didn't kill but really messed up the unlucky recipients day. There were new paralyzing guns they nicknamed PZG's that shot quick bursts of electricity that paralyzed the target for a full twenty four hours. There were also some poison paint ball like guns that would make some one violently sick for hours as the poison was absorbed through the skin and started working in a matter of just a few minutes. We had fly sized drones with a neurotoxin that would give them the same symptoms as if they were having a stroke. We all agreed if we could keep from taking lives in the upcoming fight with the Erl-king and his army, we would. The last thing we wanted to do was take lives that were in some situations doing just as they were ordered to do.
Once the majority of the crowd had disappeared Thietian was still talking with us about his goals in the next few days. What he expected of us, if, his father forced him to return to court and also if he was forced to fight for him. He only entrusted John and I with what was expected of us in those situations. We made sure to go into depth and detail about complications and situations that may arise. We had come up with a code terminology much like the 'hungry, order and take-out, check book' terms that we were already familiar with. Once satisfied with our discussions, we all let out an extremely heavy sigh.
"Well shall we go inside and start making some dinner?" I suggest feeling my stomach start to twist from the light lunch we had before the meetings started.
I get a nod from them and we leave the guest house and head inside to the main house. We walk inside and Elena is there making dinner already for all of us.
"Hello beautiful." Thietian tells her, which cause her to turn and stare at the voice.
He had quickly morphed into Cass and smiled at her as she gave him a severe questioning lift of her eyebrow.
He shrugged in response, "We were changing places. It was me saying it though."
She seemed to accept that and went back to stirring a pot and checking on the dish in the oven. She asked Cass to toss the dressing, on the salad, in the bowl.
"What are you making? It smells divine!" I ask getting a whiff of what was in the oven.
"Prosciutto and eggplant rollatini with spinach. It's almost done if you wanted to wash up." Elena suggested turning the oven off and started to pull out the colander for the pasta.
When we came back from washing our hands, dinner was being plated and Cass was setting it out for us. We were enjoying dinner and making some small talk over little things when Grier was seen knocking at the back door and waving to get our attention.
A little taken aback, I get up and answer the door. "Grier? What brings you here?"
"You're not answering your phones, a message was sent to the prince and I can not tell who it came from." She hands the message to Cass bowing as she does so.
Cass looks uncomfortable at Elena, who acts like nothing is going on and continues to eat. Cass gets up and motions for us to go to the living room. The morphing back into Thietian is seamless as he takes a seat to open the letter. It's in a thick parchment paper but not like the Fairy Courts letters were.
He opens it and slowly checks the signature first. His eyes go wide as he stands and starts to pace while reading the letter.
"Thietian? What's the matter? Who's it from?" John asks starting to get concerned.
Thietian pauses and looks at us, I am unable to comprehend if the look in his eyes is fear, shock, or both. I walk over to him and grab onto his arm to hold him steady.
"Words. Words would be nice Thietian." I tell him and he hands me the letter.
I read over it and can't help but feel slightly overwhelmed myself, how were we supposed to handle this?
Now John gives me a look and asks what's going on.
"It's from one of his brothers. He wishes to join the fight and bring the use of his two legions of soldiers that are at his disposal. That's twelve thousand Fae soldiers!" I exclaim.
John looks excited for a moment and stops, "Wait.... Which brother are we talking about?"
Thietian speaks up, "My brother Leirthe (Leer-th) He's my closest in age older brother. The only one that knew me even a little while I was in the palace. He can help sway two of my other brothers."
"Could this be a trap?" John asks hesitantly not wanting to get too excited.
"I'm not sure yet. I will have to wait and see what happens after I am able to get more information." Thietian sits down and reads the letter again.
"You won't be able to get that information about your brother if you don't send the father of my child back out here to finish supper with me." Elena's voice calls out form the dining room and Thietian looks that way sheepishly.
He thanks Grier and walks her out and sits at the table. Elena looks at Thietian and starts seeing it's still not Cass.
"Umm Cass?" John takes a seat trying to suggest to change.
Thietian realizes and morphs but Elena is already standing with a half finished plate to scrape off into the trash and set in the sink. She tells me and John goodnight and walks past into her bedroom. Cass looks down sadly and gets up to go to the room.
The door is locked. He knocks and asks Elena to please open the door. She doesn't say anything and doesn't open the door for him either. John puts a pillow and blanket on the couch for him and we wash the dishes before going to our own room for the night. Cass sits by the door with the pillow and blanket nearby and just waves us goodnight.
"Man, I can't help but feel sorry for him." John mutters. "Yet we men all have to figure out how to appease our women when we mess up." He looks at me and smiles.
"Glad we're past all that." I grin and kiss him.