A/n :sorry it has taken so long to update. have computer troubles that i hope are fixed now. the is a short chapter but I hope you enjoy

Jaenelle stormed into the parlor where Cassidy was waiting for her then snarled, "Males. Snarly over protective males."

Cassidy started to laugh, "Oh My. What is it now? Well Let's see you're not wet so you couldn't have done something that Lucivar would disagree with…"

That if anything lightened her mood. "No I didn't but who would have thought it would take Lucivar to get Daemon to come here?" or the bitch for that matter.

"Well since everyone here regards Lucivar with the same respect that he gets in Kealeer I don't think you have to worry too much about Daemon…" Cassidy shrugged, "Maybe?"

"Well at least you don't have a room full of males hiding in here. And At least I don't have to worry about…"

"Vae has them herded out back. Something about the Queen not having enough males." Cassidy mumbled. The last thing she wanted to do was tell a queen that her court was being set up for her. And by a furry little beast at that,

"Mother night." Jaenelle let her velvet coated laugh ring through the room. Besides there was no way any of these male could belong to her…

There laughing was interrupted by the Male temper coming into the room. "Ladies." Daemon cooed.

Still trying to stifle a laugh Jaenelle spoke, "Vae thinks I need a full first circle."

"I see." Daemon paused long enough to think about this. "I think I will go see if she needs help then."

"Daemon. Daemon I don't want… Daemon?" she turned back to Cassidy, "He's joking. Right he is just… Daemon …" she turned and quickly followed him out of the room. All the reasons that she had come here to start with put from her mind. The only present matter was not forming a court.

Nearly twenty five Warlord Princes were out in the back yard. All of them looked confused at being there and all were muttering dark things about the furry little bitch that would not let them leave. Everything fell silent as Prince Sadi all too calmly came to the door way.

His eyes still held that sleep bored look that said all too well that he had not stepped far enough away from the killing edge. His hands were tucked into his the pockets of his black trousers; hiding his long black tinted nails and the snakes tooth that was hidden under one. He wouldn't think twice about ripping them to shreds. No one could stop him if he did and no one would stand a chance if he unleashed even a drop of his black Jewels. That didn't mean they wouldn't fight.

Ferall took a deep breath before he spoke. "Prince Sadi." Then he tried to form a friendly smile, "Would you know a way to get the furry little bitch to allow us to leave?"

Daemon's eyes looked for the furry little bitch in question. Still fighting the urge to kill something and knowing if he harmed the dog he would have a very unhappy wife not to mention the Queen of this territory glaring at him. And that would be nothing compared to the back lash that would happen when he calmed enough for his father to voice his disapproval about it. In a cold smile he spoke. His words spoken lightly but held none of the anger that they should have, "Threaten to throttle her or splatter he on the walls."

A silvery coated laugh flowed behind him, "and you have to make sure your say it calmly and don't really mean it either." Jaenelle stepped past Daemon. Might as well introduce herself as Cassidy's friend and former Queen of Kealeer before …

Ferall froze. He couldn't see her but he could sense that dark famine power. That tug of a warlord prince to a queen. Vibrant colors swirled around him. It didn't matter that air current couldn't have color; it was beautiful just the same. Then she came into few…

Astonishing. Her shaggy blond hair and those eyes. Those deep sapphire eyes that seemed to be looking through him. He struggled to breath. Struggled to form even a single word. It didn't matter he would crawl over an open flame for her and never ask why. He would do anything… his eyes suddenly shifted over to Sadi. Yes he would stand with him on the killing field to protect this creature… this queen.

Jaenelle let out a huff. There was no denying that pull. That tug. Damn Vae. In a quiet voice she spoke, "Gentlemen it's a pleasure to meet so many from a sister's territory." she hoped that would tell them that she was not looking for a court. The sizzle in Ferall eyes never wavered. Two others behind him looked much the same.

Ranon's voice came from behind her. "Lady we're having refreshments at The Lady's pleasure. It's large enough to accommodate… all of our guess."

Jaenelle turned. Fire and lightning flashed in her eyes. Damn him he seemed to find this amusing.

Daemon caught the change in her scent. Ah well, at least she is annoyed with someone else at the moment and he won't wind up with his lunch in his lap or over his head… he hoped. After all he was supposed to be the Sadist. Cruel, seductive and downright scary and that persona would be gone if his wife dumped his soup over his head. It wouldn't matter if she is pregnant and annoyed at him for not getting queezy.