His to Claim: A Sci-Fi Alien Romance - Taylor Vaughn Page 0,79

our population and longer-term relationships between Xalthurians of all classes and the hu’man females who are capable of giving birth more than twice in one lifetime, will help much to achieve that goal.”

This announcement is met with clicking cheers from the merchants, warriors, and even a few council members.

But then I raise a hand to add, “However, like breeding, the male must obtain the female’s permission. If a Xalthurian male is already married, he must also acquire his wife’s permission to bring his hu’man consort into their home.

This did not get so many cheers. And one married council member asks, “With respect, my Kel. If hu’mans really do turn out to be as suspicious and distrustful as stated in N’Ure’s survey, there is a good chance their females will not agree to these new terms. I believe it might be a good idea to take the actions advised in N’Ure’s report and bring the females here, so that they might be reconditioned in the superior Xalthurian way.”

“I have made my feelings about the shortcomings of the prime minister’s survey clear. You may state your reservations, but you will not cite this insufficient report again in your arguments,” I answer. “And as for getting the New Terrhan females to trust, I plan to lead by example…with the hu’man female who carries my heir. She will not serve only as my consort, but my full mate. Before I renegotiate this accord, I will make the hu’man Ki’Ra of New Terrhan our Qel.”

The hall goes completely silent. But the only person, whose reaction I care about is sitting too far in the back for me to see, in the chair she did not know was originally meant for our Qel.

I did not discuss this part of my plan with her this morning, but I can only hope she is crying happy tears.

The moment of silence ends, and the council erupts with many, many more questions.

“This meeting is adjourned!” I call out several hours later, after forcing myself to answer the numerous questions and arguments of my council.

I must admit, the shine has fallen away from my family’s Xalthuria First motto over the course of these discussions. I remember a strange statement about cake that Ki’Ra once made when I lamented about not being able to tastes her fuck her at the same time. It would seem that the council also as she would say, “want to have their cake and eat it, too.”

Many of them would have been perfectly happy to have the New Terrhan females brought here in a subservient role, even if it meant taking military action on a planet with no means of defense. However, the proposal to give them the choice to integrate them into our one species society has brought about many questions and several assertations about the hu’man’s ability to govern themselves. Even though most of the council members have never interacted with a New Terrhan.

After these discussions, I fear Ki’Ra might not have been wrong about us Xalthurians not being much better than the rich merchants of earth. When given the opportunity, many of the council members would much rather take advantage of the poor Terrhans than help them thrive with little or no cost to ourselves.

Apparently, Xalthuria First, means something very different to most the majority of the council. It is a remarkably short-sighted stance that I suspect will take me several moons, if not solars to reconcile with my formerly superior view of my people.

Luckily, T’Kan declared his, and therefore, the military’s support of my new accord, making all of their points moot. At the end of the day, I was still the Great Commander of our military and the Kel of our system. The only way they can stop this new era of much friendlier relations between us and the New Terrhans would be to raise a military of their own.

Which is unlikely, since most of our ranks were composed of the poor, non-merchant sons, who would most benefit from being able to breed and take the New Terrhan females as mates.

We did it! The plan I composed with Ki’Ra this morn actually worked! Ignoring the many people who wish to speak to me, I push toward the back of the hall, too eager to be polite.

I can wait no longer. I must see her. And it seems like an eternity before I make it to the section where the females hold court.

However the Qel chair is now empty, with Ki’Ra nowhere to