Part 66 – Joe Owens

“Protector Sumner, you were in great danger. We overestimated the strength of their forces. They have added to their contingent above our estimates,” a supporting officer spoke.

“The queen, Morath, has incredible powers. We must remove her from the equation. The young queen will not be as formidable as a foe.”

“You took a very big chance with this plan. The Establishment is pleased with your commitment.”

Yoran turned to look at the officer, a question in his mind. The question morphed into a feeling of uneasiness as the younger man continued to speak.

“It was almost like you knew nothing would happen to you. No one else offered to take your place and there are several officers my age who need to prove ourselves for the chance to be promoted. A man so important to our cause as you should not be taking such chances.

“Is there something you want to say son?” Yoran asked, irritation flowing with his words. To call another officer son was a strong insult, one Yoran used frequently.

“I think the confidence you had in the plan comes from more than just a belief in our forces.”

Yoran’s gut tightened with this statement. He blinked silently, which the young man took as an invitation to continue.

“Perhaps you have an advantage none of the rest of us have. A connection that means you have no reason to fear contact with our enemy.”

“Are you excusing me of consorting with our enemy?”

“Yes sir, I am.”