"Deal." Salaark said.
"Wait!" Zinya stepped between them before their hands could touch. "I wish to come as well. Please."
"One more person means nothing to me." Salaark shrugged. "But at this point, I feel entitled to a similar concession."
"Why?" Tezka snorted. "We both know that you can share everything with your Nest via your Call of the Blood. Whatever I do, your runts will know anyway."
"Not my runts." The Overlord shook her head. "I want to bring those two as my guests."
She pointed at Lith and Friya.
"Hey!" Kamila said in annoyance.
"Fine, you too. You'll keep company to your sister." Salaark rolled her eyes.
"Let me think about it." Tezka walked towards the trio, his eyes wandering on each one of them and then on Solus.
He had often met those people, he had seen them in the past but he had never bothered really looking at them. In his eyes, they were as pretty and ephemeral as butterflies. There was no point in memorizing the pattern of their wings.
