152 Civilized

A gust of wind howled, raced through the room, brought a spray of rain through the door. Zendedari gently pushed Caitlin behind him. "The others come," he warned her.

Caitlin groped behind her for the wall. These people were definitely a different species. Her father had also been one of them. A part of her was intrigued and excited. If she studied them as a scientist, she would be in her element.

 But she was stuck in the middle of the drama instead of being able to observe it from a distance. She caught Zendedari wrist. "Let's just go far away from here, away from these people, this place."

"It is important to know as much as possible." His voice was soft and mesmerizing, deliberately tender, wrapping her in the safe cocoon of his protection. "The healer comes with the one who names himself my brother. The woman is with them."