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But Suki was adamant that she was fine, as had the visiting nurse. Her swollen arm went down as quickly as it arrived, and the look on Sarah’s face was reassuring enough to melt the terror he had felt.
He left reluctantly to see to his daily duties. He had to plan a few more council meetings and create a training program for some up-and-coming young Drakonian officers. He didn’t like to think about it, but one day, he would have to pass the torch to another. It was crucial that he be present to groom and raise the next leader who would follow in his footsteps.
The military office had a permanent space in the city alongside the police station and other hospital services. The style of the architecture in Drakonian was that of brutalism and totalitarianism with a sprinkle of sparkling jewels and gems. The military building was no different, a straight concrete structure with a glistening blood-red roof cresting at the top into the symbol of their race.
As the Commander, Kael had immediate entry. He didn’t need to scan his eyes or fingerprints the way others did. But on that morning, when he entered the colossal, opulent lobby, there were five Drakonian guards waiting for him. They stood, immobile in a line, with their hands behind their backs at attention.
Kael didn’t think anything of it initially.
“At ease, gentlemen.”
He went to walk through them like they were water, but then one of the men touched his arm. He didn’t grip it tightly. He wouldn’t dare.
“Sir, you have to come with us. The King requests your presence.”
Kael stared down at the young man. His earnest look turned sheepish, his hands returning behind his back.
“I’m heading to my office. I will see the King immediately after.”
Another one of the men spoke up. He looked like a newborn babe, his tracings thin as peach fuzz.
“The King says it is urgent. You cannot attend your office.”
Kael was ready to bite the chump’s head off. But that was stupid and a waste of time. He peered over the men like they were ants, and he was the magnifying glass, ready to burn them at any instant.
“Take me then,” he hissed.
The line of men went to the King’s chambers, which was his own private office within the military building. That was when Kael had to have his eyes scanned, which was absurd and felt like a wretched insult.
He went inside, and one of the juveniles tried to enter with him. Kael snarled at him.
“It’s fine, Trunks,” the King said, standing at his tall, massive window.
The guards did as they were told, closing the door behind them. When it closed, Kael bowed.
“As you were,” the King said, his back still to him.
Kael stood tall. Despite his close relationship with Cosmos, he was still the King. He had to decide either to face him as his mentor or as his ruler.
“Do you know what you were asked here for?”
Kael approached his arms at his side like an action figure.
“All I know is that my own office is forbidden to me. That’s new.”
The King wore his casual robes matching the fading mahogany of his tracings. He turned to Kael, who was ready to face the man who was like his adoptive father. He rubbed his chin gingerly, giving Kael a tired look.
“Some sensitive documents were stolen from the archives. We found your fingerprints upon scanning.”
Kael scowled. He couldn’t help it. It was absurd.
“Which documents?”
The King shook his head, then went to lay on the sofa, staring up blankly at the ceiling.
“That doesn’t matter. All that matters is that you’re cleared. We can’t let any suspicions stain us and corrupt morale.”
Kael waited, feeling his sweat begin to bloom along his forehead like a crown. He wasn’t afraid but rather felt his intuition kicking in. He knew what was going on without the King needing to relay it.
