Jal’na had invited her parents to dinner after Urg left the hospital. She’d informed Kishet of the change. Not that anything special needed to be made, but they would be dining in private. Then Jal’na went about her day after the final meeting with Korczak and the Tenkillers. Though she was sure to inform Urg that they would be attending whatever dinner General Tenkiller had in mind the next night.

The additional guards that Urg found necessary were already in place by the time she left Korczak’s office. She felt like she was smothering. She couldn’t breathe without sharing the same air with one of them it felt like. She ordered them to leave. It left them in a conundrum because they were to consider her orders as Urg’s orders. But his orders were to not leave her alone no matter what she said. Either way, they would be in the poor graces of someone.

The additional security also meant an extra slider where ever she went. She decided to walk rather than take a convoy everywhere. That was until they all got out and walked with her. She left a dent in the slider as she got in. Only G’enx seemed amused by his Lady’s temper, but he was wise enough not to let it show.

By the time she returned to the embassy grounds, however, she was in a very foul mood. She was cursing anything and everything that happened to cross her mind or her path a few things were even left broken in her wake. They were used to seeing Lord Duroc angry and in a temper, but this was most unlike Lady Duroc and she was given amble space.

Jal’na, Lady Duroc