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Dagor
Dagor watched Aru depart with Kian and huddle in the farthest corner of the balcony, wondering what it was all about.
He knew Aru was hiding something, but he no longer cared. What he wanted was to leave and go to Frankie.
What was she doing right now?
Should he call her or text her?
Nah, he'd better not. He was getting attached to a girl he'd met a little over twenty-four hours ago, and if he wasn't careful, he would end up like Aru or worse.
At least Gabi was an immortal who could live as long as Aru did. Frankie might be a Dormant, but she also might not, and if he fell in love with her, he would be setting himself up for a lot of heartache.
"To the groom!" Anandur raised his glass for the umpteenth time.
"To Orion!" All the guys cheered and emptied their glasses. Again.
The redhead grabbed another bottle of whiskey, uncapped it, and poured everyone a new shot. "One more time! To Orion!"
Was he trying to get everyone drunk before the wedding?
Orion seemed unsteady on his feet, and Dagor wasn't the only one who had noticed.
The god wrapped his arm around his son's shoulders and led him to a lounge chair. "I think you've had enough. You don't want to be drunk for your own wedding."
"Pfft." Orion waved a dismissive hand. "I'll burn through it in minutes. I'll be fine."
Toven smiled indulgently at his son. "Can I get you a cup of coffee?"
Orion nodded. "That would be nice. Thank you, Father."
The god's expression changed, surprise flickering through his eyes for a moment, and a smile bloomed. "My pleasure." Toven opened the balcony doors and stepped inside the cabin.
Was the reaction about Orion thanking him or about him calling the god Father?
Dagor sat down on the lounger next to Orion. "How are you feeling?"
"Excellent." The immortal beamed. "How about you? Do you like being on Earth?"
"Not really."
Orion's smile turned into a frown. "Why not?"
"It's not home, and it's far from civilized. People are still killing each other because of religion and other nonsensical reasons, kidnapping and selling young defenseless women for sexual slavery, and the list goes on. Anumati has problems, but it's light years better than here."
"I can't argue with that, but I would like to point out that the Kra-ell we rescued don't have such a favorable opinion of your home planet."
Apparently, the immortal wasn't as drunk as he appeared.
"I don't have a good opinion of it either. I hate the politics, the class differences, the lack of privacy, and many other issues. Still, I'll take it over Earth's crap any day."
Orion sighed. "I guess utopia doesn't exist anywhere."
"Maybe it does." Dagor thought about the energy beings that Frankie had described. "Maybe there are other universes where all beings coexist in harmony. Perhaps it's the next step in evolution."
Orion nodded sagely. "Perhaps that's what's waiting for us beyond the veil."
"I wouldn't go that far." Dagor leaned over to find the ashtray someone had left at the foot of the lounger and tapped his cigar to dislodge a pillar of ash.
