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“Is it correct, that yet another party has gone through the portal, this time in search of Marot Pallas?” Prion demanded to know.
“Yes Prion, I only heard about it on the news this morning, up until then I knew nothing of it, I promise.” Trajo said pleadingly.
“And your father will still not consent to our informing the world about the other portal on Galafrey?”
“No Prion, he feels that the loss is minor compared to what Helionia will gain when he becomes President, and I agree with him on this point, although I must admit to being worried about the fate of all those who have entered into the dark domain. But these last ones knew the dangers before they entered through the portal, so we do not have anything to feel guilty about.” Trajo said defensively.
“Then why does my gut give me so much trouble of late?” Prion protested.
Trajo moved closer to him and ran her hands over his young hard body.
“Forget about your gut, just kiss me Prion.”
Another part of Prion`s anatomy was stronger than his gut, it didn`t think about Marot Pallas at all as Prion took Trajo in his arms and kissed her soft lips.
“I think that you should come to bed now darling, seeing as how you don`t feel very well.” Trajo whispered softly in his ear.