Lord of the Sky (The Young Ancients: Timon) by P.S. Power Read Free Book Online

after a moment. After all, magic took time to make and wasn't something that you made fresh and new like he just had. Tor could do it, but even the Lairdgren Group members would have been hard pressed to make it happen while standing in line. She had to know that the emblem was new too, which meant that Timon, half baked builder that he was, had done something that very few beings on the planet would be able to manage at all. Just to thwart her .
    Now if it would just last through the evening, he'd look halfway decent.
    The King stared at him frankly and gave a seated bow. It was what he did for all the other gifts as well after all, so not out of character or anything.
    "Very nice! I see that you both wear the same symbol as well, and after you both honored us through the meal as you did, showing your total trust..." His eyes actually started to water a bit, even as he smiled at them broadly. "I think that everyone here is as touched by this as I am, Timon, Heather. Thank you both. This is lovely."
    Timon didn't always think very highly of his Aunt, but she was very well trained for her job and didn't miss a beat, after the King spoke.
    "It truly is! A thing worthy of your brother even. Thank you, Timon." It was a dig, of course, since she had to have some idea that he hated being compared to Tor like that. Still, magic was his brother's area, so if he wanted to dance there, it invited Tor's name into the conversation.
    "Nothing that grand, I'm afraid, but I hope you find joy in it." He bowed, which got Countess Montblanc to do the same, matching him perfectly in angle. It was the kind of bow that married people used, to show they were united in a given situation. No one laughed however, even if it was kind of humorous.
    They were led out of the way by Kara, who smirked at him a little as soon as Connie couldn't see. She led them without making contact, shifting them over to where Tor stood, Trice and Ali standing next to him, one on either side. Trice just nodded, her face looking very proper suddenly.
    "That wasn't bad Tim. Managed to get out from under the net in time and everything. Now, don't think that you've totally gotten out of this. Constance will find a way to take her revenge on you. Probably by applying social combat rules, since she's a master of the subject, and you can't even throw a party of your own. I wonder how that will go? Well, keep me apprised, it will no doubt be interesting if nothing else." Moving in there was another kiss on the cheek, which was a bit too close for him. Tor at least looked baffled by the move, even Ali just smiled, as if it were only normal.
    It meant something, but what that was seemed odd. They weren't close, Trice and himself...
    Which was doubtless what she was trying to imply to everyone, for some reason. That they actually were, if not together really, at least friends. There were probably a thousand reasons why that might be the case, so he didn't pull away. A kiss on the cheek wasn't even outside of what was socially proper really, and as his brother's girlfriend something like that would be expected, most likely.
    Alyssa moved in then and put her right hand on his upper arm. It was a little bit flirtatious, but not too bad. She actually tried pretty hard not to do that with him, and had ever since they'd chatted about how doing anything with any of Tor's family members would hurt him. After all, she was broken and battered internally from whatever it was that her evil father had done to her, but she was a good and kind person for all that. Cute too. Enough so that, if he weren't so broken himself, Timon probably would have enjoyed the attention from her a lot more than he did.
    "Are you coming to our house for Noram Day, Tim? Heather is invited as well, naturally." She spoke the words as if they were all old friends, even, as far as he knew, Ali and Heather had only met a few hours before.
    The woman bowed to his sister in-law anyway.
    "Thank you, that's most kind. I