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Chapter One

“She’ll be waiting for us,” Jago said to Kriss as they hurried along the path Jago’s strides easily outpaced the slightly shorter Kriss; however, Kriss was used to keeping up The pair were rarely apart

Kriss smiled in response and they strode to the entrance of their hoo reached the door first It opened with a whoosh, the familiar breeze of conditioned air so unlike the heavy humidity outside

She aiting exactly where he hoped she’d be—opposite the door and naked Painted toenails; he’d never seen such a thing Her feet were planted neatly together, her chin was lowered and her hands were behind her back Loops of hair licked around her oval face and although her eyes weren’t visible, she had a straight nose with a slightly raised tip She tapered at the waist, then out again; she wasn’t lacking in fullness around the hips and was hted him the , and fast, too

When the door closed behind them, she spoke

“Masters I welcoh voice, but not shrill or squeaky It had a e to it, rather than reeting

Jago beamed at Kriss “She’s real, isn’t she?”

“Unbelievable I never thought this day would coirl in our home”

Jago waved her over to theth away

“Shayla, isn’t it?” Jago asked “Your given name”

She nodded “Yes, sir The naiven at birth”

“She was born A,” Kriss exclaimed “Not hatched”