Now, I was completely aware of the fact I'd just been commanding and demanding with two of the only people on the plane who actually had my back these days. Okay, not so fair, but I wasn't about fair at the moment.

Whatever you want, Your Freaking Hayle Majesty. That from the snarkily awesome half-Daeva, Reena. I caught a glimpse of her long dreadlocks, silver links woven into them, tossing as she shot her sarcasm my way. We're at your beck and oh-so-special call, you betcha. ...