Sharon L Reddy
Thiretess Boer Hadlain watched the delegation from the planet his ship was orbiting walk toward him. There were more of them than there should have been and some were obviously not delegates. The emperor, his second-cousin, Tam, had warned him the entrenched bureaucracy would not be pleased to have a governor appointed and were the prime reason one was needed. He'd done it quite some time before and Boer had been working on getting himself ready to not please them for several years. Then he saw the small person in the midst of them was hooded, cloaked and being dragged along.
"What's the meaning of this?"
"Meaning? We've brought the concubine required by the treaty of Relatross. Remove the hood."
He held himself still. The "concubine" was a terribly scarred boy. He fought the men who held him, who dragged him forward by his cuffed wrists. Boer slowly stood and glared at the chief delegate. His sly smile was a mistake.
"Gen scan, Anverd."