Chapter 35
Tarin came back with three plates and set them, silverware, and napkins at the small conference table. “Don’t worry, our Meg. You’ll have everything you need; your Warriors will provide for you,” Tarin said. “I never thought I’d have a chance at Triad after Nezier was killed in battle by the Zyptz. Sam’s Mary died twenty-two years ago and he’s not been serious about anyone since until me and now, you. Do you feel the pull of the bond?”
“I feel overwhelming fondness for the two of you. I had an immediate affinity for Sara and Syn, for Sarran in general. I think I do belong here and to you. Let’s have our meal. We’ll get my things and I’ll go home with you afterward. Nothing bad has happened to me on Sarran so I think I can trust that nothing will. Your Warriors actually mean it when they say that a Sarran will do anything for a fem, even one not their own. I can’t believe that a member of the council fixed my sewing machine. I never made the connection to TaSyn.” Meg shook her head.