It started as a fierce argument near the end of the dinner meal in the smaller hall a month later, all because Jared requested for Nessandra to be allowed to leave with them at the beginning of the next month.  Since the Talistad government had pressed plans together with frightening speed, Jared and Cassie were going to have to leave in two weeks.  Even though the upcoming auction was still a month out by the time they traveled the opening day would be ten days after they arrived and finishing after six days.  It was still going to take them four days of travel to get there and four days back leaving them out of the capitol for nearly a month.  There were many reasons why the trio were trying for this but one that Cassie had secretly kept hidden was her worry of being without her twin for that long.

The entire table of twenty some vulpine surrounding him erupted each bent against such an action, most were livid that he would even suggest they would travel 'alone' even though they would be surrounded by guards and a few servants the entire trip.  It wasn't but a moment later before Lord Marverath spoke a final 'No' to allowing Nessandra to leave.

In the following silence Alexandria cleared her throat quietly and spoke out, to the surprise of nearly everyone.  “Father I would like to see the Talistad Empire.  I could go as your son and escort Nessandra as well.  Jared could leave earlier and he will likely be busy for most of the trip, however my sister and I could travel separately and arrive a day or so before the opening day of his event.  We would make a week trip that would coincide with some of the historical fund raising events.”  The theme Talistad had chosen was preservation, although all of the funds raised were being used for current projects and economic stabilization the idea was to make sure the Talistad Empire didn't crumble and become history.  In a sense to preserve the present so it could become history later.

“Alexander, I don't believe you're old enough, nor would it be appropriate.”  The High Lord stated.  The young fox dropped her head slightly before taking a deep breath and trying again looking straight at her father.

“I know Cassandra, Nessandra, and Jared are hoping to find a way to make their plan work.  The twins wish to run an event together showing not just our people but all of the nations that they are together again.  I also know that Jared was hoping for a partner during the evenings events.  I understand many here are still upset that they are betrothed, but your decree was to allow Nessandra to marry the person who brought back her sister IF he was Suitable!”  The vixen raised her voice slightly over the  mutters.  “Father he is known, he has money, he saved Nessandra's life, and he is now a lord which makes him more than suitable.  It would be foolish to try and deny him the rights you proclaimed.  Both Nessandra and Jared, even Cassandra have decided the match is acceptable.  I believe if you let them go they will speak their vows on one of those nights.”  

What was muttering and grumbling exploded with yells, shouts and even a few barks.  Nessandra was one of the loudest screaming out how none of them could stop her.  It was Drake who stood and pounded out on the table even trying to lift a small portion of the long table managing to budge it slightly with a squeal but most had already dropped silent.  “NEVER, Never before have I seen my family act like this.  You don't like it and Father can clearly see that however, Alexander has not finished speaking!”

The young vixen sat surprised for a moment and became extremely nervous when everyone's attention focused back on her.  “I was, I was going to say how they could publicly speak anywhere as long as it was witnessed.  To be honest I have heard several at court compliment Jared on how much work he has done, many of them seem to approve of such a match, but that isn't what is important.  It seems that none of you have thought this through or thought about the future.  The traditions in Talistad are far different from those in Mystalane.  There you can speak your vows and if no one objects, you can marry after one year as long as you have lived together for half that time.  And if there are objections you must wait another year living together the entire time to prove that you are suitable to marry each other.  I know its just traditions but I would suggest this should happen.  I know many of you object but speaking their vows would require them to wait a year, and another if all of you continue to object.  The thing is by then the High Lord and the rest of us will know exactly what he is worth.  None of you considered the fact that in two years he may have connections with several different governments and likely be a significant influence within the court, and have connections to many wealthy and powerful people outside our country, we would be stupid to not include him into our family by then.”  

When she finally finished it was Lady Lindara who asked a question.  “Alex, are you willing to escort your sister as my son and only my son?”

“Yes Mother.”

“You realize you would be expected to break up Jared and Nessandra if they took things to far?”  She asked.  The young fox was quick to reply, “I can do that.” 

“I would have to have your oath on that plus one for Jared and Nessandra, and Cassandra.”  Lady Lindara tacked on.  The three looked at each other before each responded that they would be willing to do that.  “Then I would consider allowing this after speaking with the High Lord and Minister Turkin.  If there are any problems or issues that arise then you can forget this little jaunt.  And if you two truly wish to speak your vows I will expect both of us to be fully informed before it happened.”

She looked over Jared and Nessandra nearly glaring at both before giving a quick glance at her husband but it seemed he was content to wait several moments before speaking and started by addressing Alexandria.  “How much of this idea is your brother's?  I ask because this is the first time you have spoken up and the first time you have contradicted me in some way.”

The young vixen only glanced sideways once trying to keep her attention with her father.  “Drentan told me that if I wanted to go that I would have to ask, that he was not going to ask for me.  He also told me I would need to have a reason to go.”  She finally looked away staring at her plate.

“Often times you have argued or walked out on your mother, but you won't do more than ignore me or my summons and even then you have never ask me for something even close to this.  Every member of this family has confronted me at some point over some matter or about something I have decided, even Cassandra and Jared can make their wishes known.  I am glad you spoke up because you remind me that I have more options this way, also your thoughts on allowing your sister to speak her vows would actually be helpful in a way.  I have no need to honor vows spoken outside of our empire unless I choose to, I believe you are correct in thinking Jared might become someone in the future that would have ties that could benefit our family.  We will have to wait and see, and this will allow me time to consider all options.  Now, as long as there are no issues, I will let you escort Nessandra.  You will both go as visitors separate from Lord Jared's event.  This means you can both take a gift from our family to donate to the Talistad cause.”

“High Lord how much are you going to invest in this?  It's more than likely that all this planning is for nothing.”   Lord Marverath was quick to acknowledge the speaker and the point by answering.

“I have invested little if nothing in this.  Cassandra has put in a good amount of time while Jared has done much more including working out of his own collection just to make this work.  I could not send either of them with financial support because they are hosting the event and this needs to work without any interference from another government.  I can however send my daughter and son with gifts to show our support for the event and the difficulties their empire is having.  Whatever Talistad's fate is, we will show we were willing to lend aid, which will help things in the future, even if things go wrong showing support will go in our favor.  I am not willing to commit to long term loans, plans, or aid.  It was made clear and decided that Jared and Cassandra running this event would be the extent of our nations involvement.  Nessandra and Alexander will be going separate from their event, it would be expected of Nessandra to help her twin in any way and bringing a gift would show it.  This would also be Alexander's first time leaving the empire, in fact his first time leaving the palace on his own without family, even if he is escorting his sister, I would think Minister Turkin would want to show him their nation and how things work as apposed to what he has been taught.  Alex will bring a gift showing his appreciation for such actions and show his gratitude.  If Talistad regains its feet then we will have a strong tie of support if it's ever needed.  While if things go worse we can easily step away since we have already given our full support in allowing this event.  If the worst happens and the government fails I will have to carefully consider what needs to be done at that time.”  Jared felt his whole body and soul shiver from his sudden thoughts which caused Cassie to react in surprise feeling them as well.  If Talistad fell then a new leader or government would be needed to step in otherwise there might end up being a war between Nareim and others trying to gain land and power.  Could a strong willed female ferret make a prophecy come true?

“So what was that about?!”  Nessandra demanded hours later when the two of them were standing outside the door of Cassandra's apartments.  

“What do you mean?”  Jared answered.

Nessandra moved closer hugging the ferret, “You and Cass spaced out at dinner for a moment then started arguing.  I had to nudge you to get you back and thankfully that was just before you had to answer.  Cass has been trying to tell me to drop it,”  She suddenly squeezed tighter,  “No secrets Jared.  I'm not asking for you to tell me everything just let me know what happened tonight.”

Cassie shrugged and wiggled breaking her sister's grip before pushing her a step away,  “Come inside.”  

Nessandra quickly looked up and down the hallway  “Mother..” /  “Won't matter.”  Jared interrupted.  “You can hear what I have to say then leave.”

A few seconds later the door clicked closed and Cassandra started.  “We realized no matter what we do Talistad will fail.  What they need is beyond what our event can make.  Oh we will save them for a while,” she paused and let Jared take over.  “At least long enough for our daughter to step in and take back what  is left of the forest and the surrounding areas.”  Nessandra's eyes grew wide staring. “Nareim will likely be a problem but I think she will be able to handle them, enough to force the return of the lands that will belong to her.  I don't know exactly how far this is going to go but I have to ask you one question Ness.  Do you think our daughter should be straight forward, honest, and strong or do you wish that she is deceptive, sly, and able to do anything she felt was necessary to reach her goals?”  It was a full minute of silence before Nessandra suddenly jumped forward grabbing tightly onto the ferret pressing her head under his chin with her muzzle to the side of his neck.  “Think on it, we can talk later.”  He stated pulling the vixen into a full body hug.

“I can't, I can't see my daughter, our daughter, causing people to suffer.  Better to fight outright and kill, than to have people starving and dying in agony.”  Jared swayed trying to fight off a sudden flash of his daughter in her teens taking on half a dozen men and skillfully holding them back with speed and skill he felt would be beyond what anyone could call normal.  'Cass!'  He called out trying to fight off another flash that started.  Just like that she was there with him holding him up and some how helping to block out image and pushing it back.  Nessandra tightened her grip on Jared helping as well to keep him upright as the twins together seemed to help him not just pull back from the visions but push them away.  Jared took a deep shaking breath before letting it out slowly, “The decision is made.”  He stated quietly.

Nessandra left the apartments a short time later looking over the five guards that now stood in the hall waiting.  “Everything is fine!  I just helped my betrothed to bed and got a few kisses.  And if mother asks you can tell her that my clothes never left my body and Jared still has most of his on.”  She walked away with three of the guards following while she tried keeping her smirk hidden, feeling her twin starting to enjoy Jared.  She also had to keep a giggle suppressed as she thought back on how excited Jared got from just from her hand rubbing against his chest.

“Do you even remember your agreement with your father?!”  Nessandra stopped suddenly hearing the voice cut across her as Nea walked up from the side hall she had just passed.

“I know what I can do.”

“Do you!  You're probably very close to going into season.”  Nessandra looked over the old vixen as she spoke and for the first time felt like it didn't matter what the other thought.

“Don't think you're the only one who can sense things anymore.  Jared and Cass have grow quite strong.”  She did have a slight smirk as the other frowned.  “Don't worry though, Jared and I will marry in a year or so and our daughter will be born a few years later.”

“Child you have no idea what's going on!”  Nea started with a scowl that should have made any member of the family very wary or at least worried.  

That was why it was a complete shock as the second princess to reach out and pat her shoulder. “Everything will be fine.  Our family is not in danger from the prophecy because we won't let her harm the family or our country.”

Nea stumbled back using a paw on the wall to steady  herself as the princess strode away.  She struggled for a moment to read the young vixen realizing the strength and power that she had felt was far more than the second princess normally had, more than she should have.  Not being able to sense much of anything else her frown deepened.  It took several moments for Nea to steady herself wondering what exactly was going on and what she needed to do to regain control.  The elderly vixen wondered if her charge knew anything of what his daughters were planning.  She took one last look at Nessandra before readying herself and turned around staring down the hall and pushed her senses as far as she could towards Cassandra's quarters:  Confrontation...  Slight Danger...  Definite Chaos...  and a Concealing Cloud.

Her face was a cross between irritation and thoughtfulness, perhaps what she really needed to do was put all three of them together and do a true reading, it seemed this prophecy was far more real than she had been willing to accept.  A girl, the child had stated.  The over vixen mused the tidbit over, obviously her charges wife deserved a little more credit, not that she would bother to give it. 

It was ten days later and Jared was seated in the High Lord's study going over some details while discussing some last minute issues before they left the next morning.  He was taking four days to reach Talistad traveling through Mystalane then through Ramtand before he would be able to cut across and go under part of the Keeth mountains before the final days slow ride through Talistad.  The truth was he might have been able to push it to three days if it weren't for all the extra security measures and checks that were going to be performed.  

“Alexander has done a wonderful job setting up plans and getting things together.  He's done much more than I anticipated.  It seems he didn't ignore everything he was taught.  My only change to his plans was to have them wait till the afternoon of the auction so you can all come home together.”  Lord Marverath stated.

“Yes High Lord.  He just needed a chance to show both you and himself that he is capable, but just to warn you she has asked for the first dance from me at dinner tonight.”  It was Cassie who had spoken for Jared and both wondered how the High Lord was going to react.

The tod didn't answer right away and when he did he changed the subject, again, something that had gone on several times during the meeting leaving the pair struggling to keep up,  “I see.  I suppose I should thank you for how you handled Nessandra.”

“Cassandra High Lord, it was Cass not me.”  Jared quickly put in.  Several days ago Jared had to change while Cassie struggled with her naked twin as she clung to them, and then started humping against her sister after they had switched.

“I was not expecting my daughter to do something like that especially...”  The tod stopped staring at the ferret.

“You have all of our oaths and my assurances.  We won't get pregnant until after we're married, well Nessandra won't get pregnant.” He added in feeling stupid.  

The High Lord quickly stood glaring over the table, “Your oath!  I think you're more than capable of getting around that and Nea believes you have plans that will disrupt the empire!”

“Father!”  Cassie barked out changing her head making the tod back up.  “I swear to you, on my family, my country, and yes even on the purelight.  Jared and Nessandra will marry and it will be more than a year before they have a daughter.”

“A girl?”  Lord Marverath asked quietly as he slowly took his seat.  Cassie had already backed off feeling foolish for saying so much leaving Jared wearing a worried look.  It took minutes before he finally spoke and the High Lord seemed to be more than ready to wait him out.

“Ness told us that you told her, that she couldn't get pregnant for a while.  Well she took that to mean you didn't have an issue with us actually being together, physically.” Jared hunched slightly expecting, something but the tod waited, listening.  “When I woke up the next morning I was assaulted by visions, more than I could keep up with.  I do know the first few were very clear, one was our wedding and another was the birth of my daughter.  Nessandra was there and she didn't look more than a few years older.  The rest of what I saw I swore to never tell anyone, but Nessandra has other ideas.   The night before we marry she wants to hear everything, there will be no secrets between us.  She also told me I have to tell Drake everything that she feels is important.”

The High Lord leaned back and studied Jared even going so far as to begin frowning.  “Prophecies are very troublesome.  How many times have you seen visions?”

“Just once.”  He answered before adding,  “The second time when it started happening Cassie and Ness helped me to block them.”

His answer caused the tod to scowl and lean forward looking angered,  “Why a second time?!  What were the three of you doing?!”

“We are keeping up decencies Father!”  Cassie nearly spit out,  “The three of us have been together less than a pawful of times AND we are very careful.  It happened after Jared asked Ness if she wanted their daughter to be direct or cunning.”

Lord Marverath let out a light sigh before leaning back,  “Flesh or Famine, which did you choose?”

Jared answered slowly,  “Nessandra does not wish to see our daughter cause suffering.  The vision was to show a path had been chosen. The first time it happened it was hours showing me two separate paths that her life could take.  The second time might have shown more if Cass and Ness hadn't helped stop them and to be honest I didn't want to go through it all again.”

“Jared,”  The High Lord spoke his name out for the first time during their meeting instead of just addressing him which causing the ferret to sit up,  “Visions are a difficult responsibility, one that should not be given up lightly.  So why Drake?”  The ferret sat confused for a moment trying to figure out the question before the High Lord added,  “Why does Ness want you to speak with Drake and not me?”

He gave a small shiver closing his eyes desperately trying to think,  “Because she is my daughter, and she can't be part of the Reylexion line.  I will ask she be removed from both your succession and line if possible, you see she is a ferret.”  

“I see, you hide things well.  Probably much better than an average person should, whether it comes naturally to you or my daughter I doubt it matters.  You ended up giving me something that I would be forced to consider while avoiding the question entirely.  Nea has suggested she needs to put the three of you together so that she can try and read your future as a whole.  She knows you have some form of a plan laid out and that it will effect our empire.  It is not easy to be a ruler, you must always be listening to what is said and unsaid even by those you trust.  Nea is getting old, no she IS old, and allowing her to force a reading will endanger her health, possibly her life, but she feels it is worth it because of how the three of you are acting.  She believes we need to find a way to control you.  I on the other hand realize that a prophecy can not be controlled, only guided, and I see the three of you are guiding things very well, pieces are falling together how you wish them or are being nudged the way you need them to go.  You both must understand prophecies are guided, but to do that successfully you need to accept that every action or non action will likely end up being an influence.”

“Drake will be High Lord.”  Cassie blurted out during her father's intake of breath.  Jared was shocked in both feelings and looks as he slowly closed his mouth feeling a massive recoil of feeling from his other half.

“Interesting...”  The High Lord stated as he stood an moved around the desk waving for the ferret to stand.  “Change.” he told them simply waiting and watching as the pair morphed and his daughter's head dropped.  With one paw he lifted her chin up and gave a slight kiss on the cheek.  “I do not fear the future nor do I worry about the family.  Drake will be a fine High Lord when the time comes.”  He pulled his daughter to him holding her tight as she started to cry.  “This is troubling, but not surprising.  Nea told me long ago that she would see the end of my rule, however it would not be what was expected.  I have ended up wondering about that many many times.”  Smiling he lifted her head wiping away tears.  “Tell me, does Drake become High Lord before or after she is born?”

“Before.”  She choked out.

“Good, then  I have a secret just for you.  I will live to see the first of my grand children start to grow up.”  Cassie gripped her father tighter while Jared tried to point out how that might be possible.  “Visions and prophecy are never easy Cass and even when we believe we know what they mean often times we can be very wrong.  I was told once when I was young that I would be a grandfather looking over three young boys no older than eight and that one of them would rule as High Lord.  Now I realize that they might not even be my grandchildren, just that I would be a grandfather myself, however there are no young boys left right now beside Nicholas there are a few that might be born soon so I know that I have several years left, but when I first heard that prophecy I believed that none of my children would rule and that I was sure to rule a long time but Nea was the first to break that illusion.  Do not worry about the future, all you'll do is worry and ache over what could be.  If his vision is true and Drake is the High Lord then I'll be satisfied.  I know he is fully capable of ruling Mystalane.”  

Lord Marverath was still holding his daughter a while later when a knock came on the door.  “Princess Nessandra and Alexandria.”  The guard at the door stated.  With the tod's nod Nessandra entered leaving the other vulpine outside.

“Alex wants to wait outside.”  Ness stated heading straight for her twin hugging her tight as her father backed away.

“Ness, I'm guessing you understand how dangerous your previous actions were.”

“Sorry Father, I have no excuse.” She replied while moving to her sister's side still holding an arm but loosely as they began to change.

“You did, but giving into your urges during season is unacceptable.  Worse is magicing your guards and sneaking through the palace naked.  There are others you could have come across and in that state and you would not have been able to refuse them.”  The older tod ended up lecturing.

“I'm truly sorry Father.  I was difficult feeling Cass and knowing he was so close.”  She stated quietly. 

“Then next time he will have to be far away.”  Lord Marverath stated firmly while staring at Jared watching as she hugged him tighter.

“Or we could be together.”  The ferret suggested.  “You will allow us to speak our vows and as long as we use magic to prevent Ness from getting pregnant, it shouldn't, be a, problem.”  It was difficult for Jared to finish with the High Lord glaring at him but Nessandra was happy to try and dive in to help.

“Please stop it Father, you already know that we will marry and that we will have a kit.  You only told me I couldn't get pregnant now.”  

“We will discuss this later.”  The High Lord got out struggling not to growl.  It took several seconds but he seemed to switch, suddenly focusing on Jared.  “You are correct, if she is a ferret then I can remove her from the family but it will mean that she won't be allowed to live here.  When you return we will start training you more on how to run your own lands and make sure you know all of your duties.  It would be better if she is raised at Stone Gates and separate from the Reylexion line if she is to follow the prophecy.”  

Jared glanced at Nessandra for several seconds before turning back giving her a light squeeze before answering.  “When she was young I saw her growing up and learning here, in the capitol, but later on I saw places I didn't recognize, that was before she was a teen.  Also I need Lorran to help to train her, she will grow up knowing the sword and learning magic.”

“Remember Jared, every action and inaction can influence.”  Lord Marverath cautioned.  

“I know that raising a child is no easy task, especially when its complicated.”  The ferret stated loudly while pointing to the study's door reminding everyone of the young fox on the other side.  “But she will have two mothers and a father to help her grow.  I will give her everything I can to help her succeed, although I am not above asking for advice or even help if you can give it.  Talistad will fall, nothing can be done to save it.  Our job right now is to give them as many years as possible, hopefully about twenty.”

The tod shook his head slowly as he stared at the pair, he let out a heavy breath and moved back around his desk sitting down.  “How much are you giving, exactly?”

“Twenty four pieces total which includes close to a quarter of my third vault,  there are several items Bervante is upset about, but at most I'm taking fifty percent of the auction price, some a good deal less.  Everything goes towards the commission and total for the event.  Several of the contributors are upset over the fifteen percent commission from any sale but it's the only way I can try to get enough funds.  It should be enough, ten years at least, hopefully many more.”  Jared stated.

“Nea has no clue how far you've gone,  and I doubt anyone else even has a clue to what you're doing.  I will refuse her request to do a reading but in return I ask that you do include Drake in everything.  Lorran is already your guard and I'm sure you'll be able to work out something with him.  Above all you need to always remember the path this prophecy takes.  Most of Talistad was once under Ferrondance rule and a serious chunk of Nareim which will include parts of its forests, which they will not want to lose.  That means everyone you meet will either end up dead or your enemy, none of them will favor your daughter as apposed to one of their own.”

“We know, whether Alexander realizes or not, this trip is going to be all about gathering knowledge for the future.  Who has power, who has money, and who has both.”  Cassie spoke out making her father frown slightly.  With a true sigh he settled deeper into his chair.

“It seems I can't really help you with out getting in the way.  Be careful all of you, don't push anything to hard and inform me or Drake if you feel or notice anything connected to our country or family.  Remember the two of you were attacked in the palace,”  Lord Marverath said before focusing on Jared, “The main reason why I'm set against you two speaking your vows is that, it will, make Nessandra a serious target.  Not because anyone knows the possible truth to the prophecy but because she will become the quickest way to get at both of you.  The entire change to having all of you come back together is to make sure you all make it here.  The Prime Minister has voiced several questions and some concern as to why the guard I'm sending with everyone is so large.  He has assured me several times how much protection they will offer and I can't exactly tell him that it might be my own lords after you.  Out of everything I'm most worried about your trip home which is why I want all of you together with protection.”

“High Lord,”  Jared paused wondering if he should actually say anything, “Nessandra has been teaching Cass a little magic, not much, but I think together we can come up with a few surprises if needed.  We will be careful on the journey back.”

His words caused the tod to break out in a big smile,  “The Mage's Council is set against Jared learning even the most basic magics, however nothing has been mentioned about my daughter.  You two will keep such practices discrete and perhaps if Jared gets to tour Stone Gates soon a suitable private teacher can be found for Cassandra in Jared's off time.”  He studied both Jared and Nessandra for a moment before finishing, “Both of you are to be announced at dinner.  It is not the going away party you deserve but a smaller affair will work better.”

After all of them had made polite end greetings they picked up Alexander and headed for Nessandra's apartments.  Jared had hoped to have a few minutes alone but Ness held the door open allowing her sister to walk in behind them.  The moment the door closed Alex threw herself at Jared hugging him tight, “I love you.”

“ALEX!”  Jared shouted trying to push her away.

“Jared stop and listen to her now!”  Nessandra's voice was full of command making the pair pause.

Slowly the young vixen started, “Cass said that you felt like I was a sister, brother, and friend and that you do have feelings for me, right?”  He stood there unwilling to answer or even move except to turn his head and look at Nessandra who pointedly walked off into her bedroom.  “Jared I need to know.  Give me a hug and one kiss, please!”

'Ness wants you to help her.' ~ 'Help? How?  Do I kiss her?'  “Cass shouldn't interfere.  I want you to show me how you feel about me and that has nothing to do with her.”  The young vixen stated firmly gripping him tighter even squeezing as hard as she could for a second.  “Jared show me!”  She spoke again in just above a whisper, “How do you love me?”  

Reluctantly he raised his arms hugging her feeling her head press into his chest.  When she was ready the young fox raised her head and muzzle looking for his eyes.  Jared still paused for a moment before moving in, totally expecting a short kiss.  Instead he was met with a ravenous need, her body molding against him while she clutched his head drawing their lips then tongues together forcing Jared to finally break them apart.

Staring into his eyes she spoke, “You are more than a brother, more than a friend, I understand I can't be with you, all I ask is that you at least accept that I love you.  Take my arm sometimes and escort ME, dance with Me when you can, and once in a while give me a kiss, a real kiss.”

He though back to the times she had begged him to take her body, the last time felt like she was offering to be used just to have him, if this was the compromise then he felt it was acceptable.  This time he leaned in and gave her a kiss worthy of bed mates, drawing  in her tongue against his and leaving her quaking when they finally separated.

“You know I said once before that I would not leave my twin lacking.  I could never take joy or pleasure knowing that she has nothing Jared.”  Ness stated from the bedroom doorway.  “She deserves love as much as either of us.  For now, in private, I won't say anything, but I expect you to find one of your own Alex.  You're right he's mine, mine and Cassandra's, but I don't want to watch you suffer.

“The first dance, and maybe one later.  Believe me if things were different Alex then YES I would probably accept you as a lover but not because of your messed up body, it's the beautiful tender soul I see inside of it.”  The lightest kiss on her muzzle left her quivering again as Jared released her.

When Nessandra came over she pulled Alex back to be able to hug both of them, he wasn't expecting her to say.”  Someday my bed may have three bodies on it.  That would be a most interesting night.”

'What are you thinking about?'  It was the third day into their trip and Jared had sensed how especially quiet his other half was being.  'Not much.'  ~  ' Ness?  Alex?  Father? Mother?  The trip?  Cass come on!'  He had rattled them off waiting for a reply from each one.  The trip had been long and boring with Jared wishing several times now that he had been able to travel the route Alex had chosen.  Several trains and a small amount of vehicle travel had to be better than constantly sitting cooped up in the back of his car.  Well that was until this morning when they had taken the train through a private tunnel under part of the Keeth Range.  Now he was again stuck in the back of a slightly different car sitting with two guards and Lorran.  Donald had been left behind with the car which left him with no one to really talk with about things and he had been polity told by the hare that now, especially out of the country, he wouldn't allow himself or any of his guards to chat.  Though at least Lorran acknowledged his comments and questions unlike Brent, the lynx and head guard for Cassandra's guards, who habitually grunted at him and barely used words.  Although Cassie's head guard was along on the trip he was only in charge a few times when Princess Cassandra was to be escorted about.

After waiting what felt like another hour in silence he tried again.  'Is there something bugging you?' ~ 'No Jared I'm just,  preparing.'  He wondered if it was the speech, names, or formalities running through her mind but he felt like it was going to be something else entirely.  He certainly had been practicing a great deal the past week and currently was sick of everything.  “Lorran would we be able to stop early today?”

“We should reach Talistad before this evening.  All that's planned is dinner, tomorrow things truly start.  You need some time to work out something?”  The hare asked.

“NO.  I need some time to relax and not prepare.”  Jared snipped

The hares smile was slow but big.  “There is nothing planned tonight.  The evening is yours whether you need to prepare or relax.  The hotel has a second private pool area which I can have set for your use which will include a private hot tub as well.”  

The ferret returned the captain's smile, he gave a big stretch and deliberately let one of his hands drop down into his lap as he looked out the window.  With a gentle and somewhat secret rub his thumb traced up and down giving his shaft a touch that got a swift response.  'Can we both have some fun tonight?' ~ 'Probably.'  Jared closed his eyes and fell inward pressing against his other self hard.  Wordlessly he picked at her feelings finally noticing what was missing.  'She's fine and soon she will be back with us.' ~ 'It's so hard to not think of her if I can't even sense her.'  Finally giving an admission.  'You're first tonight.  I can wait my turn.'  He stated firmly.  'With time for a hot tub?'  His smile echoed inside and out as he again pressed firmly against her sending his love, support, and hope.  'I don't think that it will be that private.'  He silently snickered to her.

The morning found them both rested, relaxed, and ready.  They had spent nearly and hour at the private pool and hot tubs with only one guard watching them in the area while the others were covering the area outside the exits.  It turned out Jared was first to get a release as Cassie played with him in the hot tub til he couldn't take any more.  After that they retired to their room, but sleep didn't happen till almost two hours and several climaxes later split between them.  

Jared had requested maps of Talistad at dinner and received several elegant copies of different styles the next morning.  As they drove toward the capital both studied each map memorizing landmarks, borders, and cities inquiring from their liaison, who had joined them that morning for the ride, on who owned what areas and how powerful they were.  After the first few probing question the small feline had stopped  and demanded to know why such information was important and what they hoped to gain from the knowledge.  

“It's simple.”  Jared stated.  “We as a pair need to know.  I am to run and event and need to ask for private donations from whom?  The simple farmer who has a large animal ranch or the one with massive successful vineyards.  Princess Casandra is to make pleasantries and compliments to the same vineyard owner while a notable lord stands behind him?  She is a Reylexion but neither of us know anything.  I have ten days and only know about a dozen people beyond those who are helping me.  We need names, owners of significant lands, and important people so we don't offend anyone and we need to know who to target for support to hopefully help your government.  I assume you know how important this event will be and we will greatly appreciate every moment of help you give us.”  Cassie waited several seconds before changing her head and address the other directly as the Princess.  “Excuse us Sir Parlier.  Jared does happen to be blunt at times but he has good reasons.  I assume you were asked to provide us with everything we needed.  Sadly part of this is my own lack of knowledge.  Unlike my sister who grew up at the palace and knows many notable names, who belongs to which wing, and probably knows who owns the most important lands, I do not.  It is one of the reasons why she will be helping me with my side of the event.  Jared as a Lord, especially a young new one, would be excused for not knowing these things.  As a princess I will not embarrass myself or my father if possible.  We have ten days and we both plan on spending several hours each day learning.  Now I assume we can continue.”

After fumbling though several different apologies the feline finally continued with answering their questions until they stopped for lunch.  After that there was no more time as they transferred vehicles and became part of a small procession into the capital city.  One thing Parlier did do was find someone who started to explain the four wings to them with the current top members, got them a map that had the most wealthiest lands marked down including the areas that were held by wings and other governments.  It surprised the two of them to learn that several areas of land had been sold to other nations, some for production reasons, but a few were pointed out that had no reason or explanation, only that the land had been paid for.  

Their arrival in Bronlam, Talistad's capital, was a rather quiet affair.  It had been decided that Jared would not receive any great fanfare allowing Princess Cassandra to have the full state dinner the following night.  The ferret arrived at Airbruth Hall and climbed the stairs going inside with just his guards, though it was a full fifteen guarding him currently.  Just inside the grand doors Turkin k'Ambrin, the current Prime Minister and current lead of the Silver Wing, waited to greet him.  Once his short greeting was over Cassie, with Jared's voice, asked to be introduced the the second tier guessing that there would be a few of them out of the eight others who were standing there.   Seeing more than a little shock, Jared quickly apologized.  “I truly am sorry if I'm doing this wrong but on the way here we realized how big the gap in our knowledge truly is.  I have spent a great deal of time speaking with collectors, business men, and Wing officials with out learning about the Wings themselves.  I was told the second tier would have two Silver members and one of each of the other wings?”

It only took a few seconds for the Minister to wave his hand and two men and two women stepped forward.  “I apologize myself.  I honestly should have checked things more, as a foreigner you might not know much about our government and you have been doing such an excellent job I just assumed your knowledge covered everything.”   Minister Turkin introduced three canines first: Carla, Claysor, and Marcus.  The first two were from the Silver wing while Marcus came from Crimson.  The final female introduced as Prayle who was from Lavender and a stunningly delicate looking swan.  The last member was stated to be Askel who rarely bothered being part of the tier unless it was required.   

“Let me just say to each of you that I would greatly appreciate any help that you can give.”  Jared started addressing those before him.  “I'm sure if Princess Cassandra had grown up at the palace she would have all the information that I currently lack. Silver, Crimson, Lavender, and ...”  Jared deliberately paused faking ignorance as a feline in the back quickly filled in Opal as the fourth wing.  “I know coins, treasures, histories, some politics, and now knowledge on how to run an event and have been using everything I do know to try and make this event work.  Now I feel embarrassed at barely knowing the basics of your country beyond that.  One of you rules for a quarter of a century then passes it off to the next group then...”  He sort of waved his hands not needing to fake a rather hopeless look.  “I would again really appreciate speaking with you, or someone you choose from each of your wings to let me know how all this works.  I was only told each wing had a different goal but not really what they were nor how each operates.  I know Princess Nessandra could easily help us out but there wont be enough time once she gets here.  I need to ask if the next three days could be geared to us understanding how things work.  I know both of us are going to be far more successful with such knowledge along with the help we started getting from Sir Parlier on the way here.”

When Jared finished it was the Prime Minister who spoke.  “This is truly my responsibility.  We have been so focused on the issue at hand and the need for this event to work that no one thought to ask if you knew anything about Talistad.  I will have members from silver ready immediately to whom you can speak with as you have time, and  I will make sure you get all the help you need.”

Cassie asked Jared to hold for a moment then spoke for him.  “Minister Turkin I asked specifically for the second tier because it was Princess Cassandra's wish.  She wishes to be able to speak with someone from each wing.  Understand my embarrassment pales to hers, she is in a land with four different ruling bodies and we don't even know who leads them besides you leading Silver.”  Cassie lied slightly.  

As Jared looked over the group the swan stepped forward.  “Lavender would be eager to help both of you.  General Grewlin is our lead and our focus has always been on the defense and protection of the nation.  Though we are also the one everyone blames for everything.”

“And who's fault is all of this.”  Carla quickly snipped.   “Enough!  We will not hold an argument in front of our guest!”  It was a simple command but one that got each person, including those he had not yet been introduced to, to quickly turn and tilt a nose down to the Minister.  “Jared I will speak with the others and find one from each wing you can speak to.”

“Thank you Prime Minister.  There is one more thing that I have been considering for the past few days.  I was wondering if the previous Prime Minister's desk and chair be available to be auctioned off as the final piece?”

It was several dozen seconds before an unintroduced feline answered.  “The desk was not his.  It has been used by the wing for centuries.”

“I see.”  Jared stated slowly.  “Well is there something else that might be private or significant item that could be donated to sell from your wing?  I still feel the need to have a closing piece that would be worthy of finishing the week.”

“A Trone bar would work.”  A quick glance didn't provide Jared enough information to realize whom had spoken though several of them now looked eager.

“You all should know by now that isn't going to happen.  My father received three.  One to the world museum, the one that sold at auction, and the final one makes a set that is one of the most important pieces in history.  Why on earth would you think I would auction off something that actually made this event possible?   I agreed to lease the box and contents to the world museum just so they would help with this exhibit, which is a third of everything that is being displayed!  And even if I somehow decided to sell it why would I donate anything to Talistad?  The whole reason why the Larkin government prospered from that sale was because the Trone originated there and I had several other reasons to make such a decision!”  Jared was carefully being soothed by Cassie trying to help ease a little of his anger without interrupting his thoughts while reminding him of the reasons why he asked for the desk in the first place.  “I am looking for something from Talistad, not some other country.  I don't know if you have artifacts from Findanreer or something from the Rodalin Empires time, though I would guess such items would have already been sold or destroyed by time.  I asked for something from the previous Prime Minister or another leader because it would be from Talistad.  It should be something that reflects your government or your lands, understand I have over a dozen bidders coming from outside of Talistad who might be very interested in bidding on an item that comes from your government.  If we can find a way to make it appealing, especially if its desirable, we could end up with something that adds a quarter more profit to the auctions sales.”

“A quarter?”  Marcus suddenly sounded surprised but interested.

“Yes.  It's possible for even more, if each wing were to donate one item to be sold as a set.  It is your lands and your nation that are in jeopardy, and if something was packaged as a set coming from each wing, especially if those things were connected to previous Ministers, it would be exactly what the auction needs in a final piece.  The collectors I have coming from outside Talistad are mainly interested in the items I put into the auction, but if the four wings put in something I know several of them would be eager to acquire it.  Perhaps we could even split the sale, each wing could be comped fifteen percent leaving the final forty percent to go with the total profits of the auction.”   Cassie had helped by adding that information figuring it might entice a better offering if each wing could get a portion of the funds.

“That is something to consider.”  Minister Turkin finally spoke.  “It could show unity between the wings as well.”

“And what makes you think all of us would go along with that?”  It was the same male feline whom had spoken before and both of them were beginning to feel like the tom belonged to Opal, though it was just a feeling.  They really hadn't had any actual contact with the spiritual wing as of yet but Cassie suddenly wondered why anyone would be against trying to raise more money, especially if their own wing was up to rule in twenty-five years.  

Taking initiative and going against Jared's warning she changed their head while no one was paying attention to them since several were suddenly voicing loud opinions.  “I would think ALL of you would go along with this.”  She interrupted,  “I was told even if the silver wing bankrupted everything they could it wouldn't even cover a quarter of what was currently needed.  Do you believe somehow this will all fix itself or that it will no longer be an issue when your wing takes over?  Do you now deny that there are any problems within Talistad.  Jared has been working every day to try and create an event that could truly help change the serious national issue you have.  He has literally given up several expensive items; Given!  And now he asks for the four wings to donate one item to make a set to end the auction with something special and you're not sure you'll go along with that?!”

“Princess Cassandra, I'm very sorry.”  It was Prayle who spoke.  “I know Lord Jared is being most diligent and generous, far more than anyone could possibly have hoped for.  I also make a true apology for the one who spoke about the Trone.  I will speak with our lead as soon as possible about the desk.  There are no promises I can make but give me two or three days, perhaps something can be worked out.  I will be sure not to mention anything about the Prime Minister only that it is a request from Lord Jared personally.  I think each wing could support this event by donating something.”

The vixen let out a light little laugh turning towards Minister Turkin.  “Prime Minister, my apologies.  I should have waited and introduced myself at the proper time.  It is an honor to meet you and your second tier.”  With that she faded transferring control to Jared who looked slightly stern.  

“She is sorry about such a lapse.  I think deep down she is a little irked over how much time I'm taking trying to organize this event.  I think we will both be happy for her to get a full day tomorrow.”

Things went very well over the next four days.  The arrival, dinner, and plans for Princess Cassandra; Jared's meetings, conference, and his first face to face with Master Malett, the otter who had done the entire groundwork in Talistad for Jared; and of course the meetings they held with members from each wing.

Talistad had started among confusion and small wars just over six hundred years ago after the fall of the Ferrondance line.  It began with a spiritual leader who shunned magic and a separate faction which was driven by commerce and trade.  Both gained power and the idea formed that they could share rule by trading off each  year.  The idea was a complete disaster that nearly began another large war as each year the ruling body ripped down what the other had built to restore its own agenda.  The land suffered and Nareim invaded taking the lands to the Frecklin River with little to no resistance, then they pushed further taking the farmlands beyond that.  It took nearly two decades for a force to be gathered that was able to retake some of the land but only as far as the river.  The new defensive faction was joined by another force that was determined to see emphasis placed on internal matters, rebuilding, and upkeep making sure they emphasized they were not part of those who were simply geared towards defending the borders.  While the defensive faction held the borders the other three plus more that popped up began arguing over rule and laws which broke out into fighting and smaller battles.  Seven leaders stepped forward each intent on finding a way to  keep Nareim from reinvading while still finding a way for all to have a say with in the government.  In the end the four wings were founded, some like the farming faction were absorbed into internal group, while those from the forest group, who believed they needed to revive old ways like planting more Groken oaks, were taken in by the spiritual group.

A great registry was called for allowing each individual to choose a wing that they would stand by who would represent their ideals.  By numbers the wings were to rule for a quarter of a century with one leader who would hold a council with the other wings.   Over the next hundred years the land stabilized with the spiritual wing leading followed by commerce to defense and finally internal.  Although each twenty-five year interval centered on the wings main goals there were still plans pushed forward by the council to hopefully keep the country strong.  After the first round the internal wing solidified the council into the second tier which held one representative from each wing plus and extra from the current ruling wing.  The thought was it would allow the current head, which was dubbed a Prime, and later Prime Minister, would have the major support from the second tier, however if three wings apposed or united together the Minister was supposed to lean towards the majority or at least concede some to the others.    Most of this Jared and Cassie had of course picked up on only learning a few extra details and even more truths as they spoke with each wing to learn more about what they did and what their true agenda was.

The biggest chunk of actual information came from Lavender.  Prayle had explained that no one really knew how or why the colors were chosen but the true problems started centuries ago.  “You see it began as a sort of challenge to each new wing that took over.  Leaving behind an unresolved issue, or a problem with another government, or even debts.  The statement was always that the wing shouldn't decide leading policies for the next wing, there fore they let the issues wait.   The current blame is on Lavender, except we did nothing to earn it.  Over eighty years ago the Opal wing began spending a great deal of money claiming that spiritual unity was lacking.   They built two great sites, the first was the unity cathedral, a massive building that any group could use for any occasion as long as they reserved to use it.   It worked well I guess, at least as well as it could, and I do believe sharing a spiritual place together brought some understanding from most groups.  The second space was outside of Minnerol and already considered a sort of revered place.  Opal built five great spires to coincide with some astral calendars or something.  Many people went to pray or even just camp and relax outside in what was considered to be a sacred and safe place.  The idea worked really well for those who still believe in natural unity or spirituality.  There were great gatherings held, many weddings, and massive birth celebrations where hundreds who had the same date would attend.  But Opal spent a great deal of money and barely finished the spires before their time ended.  Crimson took over with a massive debt but it was argued by all that spirituality was being achieved and that Opal had been correct in building those sites.  Well Crimson decided they wouldn't pay for a debt they didn't make and left everything sitting.  They made matter much worse by charging fees to use the unity cathedral and erecting a massive barrier and fencing around the Great Spires forcing an entrance fee to all.  They made a great deal of money with such fees but still refused to pay off any of the debt that Opal had created making it worse with new collecting fees.”  Prayle paused taking several minutes before continuing and both Jared and Cassie were happy to digest as they waited for her to continue.  

“When we took over it was a mess.  Very little had been done by Crimson to repair anything.  They had only spent money to make more money.  We tried to work with what was there, lowering the fees for both spiritual sites but by then people had begun gathering in other places that wouldn't charge them.  We raised what fees we could, especially those that Crimson had basically removed to protect their wealth.  Nearly all of our commerce routes had been moved to being shipped on the river, because Crimson controlled the docks and boats and had neglected most roads.  As soon as they left power they began charging new fees and tariffs to use the docks gaining even more wealth.  It wasn't just the roads but building and structures basically became leave it until breaks because there was no money.  Minister Albunt finally pulled some funding together borrowing what was needed and began making some hard decisions but in the past ten years everything has been slowly crumbling and collapsing.  In all honesty you should still be talking with a Lavender Minister for the next two years but with Albunt's death the other wings demanded we give up control.   I feel it was a horrible mistake, but those in our wing that could have stepped forward refused, which allowed Silver to take control of the government.  It's a horrible mess and many whisper how economic collapse will happen unless we beg for outside funding to help stabilize the government, and Crimson who holds most of the wealth began moving their companies and trades outside of Talistad!  They have literally destroyed our nation and blame US!!”  The swan was visibly trembling eyes locking with Jared for several seconds before she turned away.  “Sorry, you won't hear the truth otherwise.  Opal cares nothing about ruling, only about building places or things to worship.  Crimson are nothing but thieves stealing all the money.  Silver isn't so bad, I know Minister Turkin will do everything he can to right the matter as much as Albunt did.  But you need to Understand!  In the past twenty plus years our Minister spent nothing on defense.  We have done nothing to provide protection for our lands!   It's so frustrating knowing that now the Prime Minister might be able to pull some of Talistad back together but it's over once Opal takes control.”  

Though she was the most believable out of all they spoke with, she wasn't the only one who pointed fingers at other wings.  Opal pointed to Crimson who destroyed possible unity for the entire nation by charging for the sites, Crimson was quick to point out that none of the other wings knew how to make money or use it properly.  Both Jared and Cassie quickly became irritated with the Crimson wing's representative who they both felt was arrogant and outright rude, giving them the bare bones about the wing and it's motives and no excuses for the actions their wing took.  The feline male abruptly excused himself and left when Cassandra came out and asked for the truth on some matters, like records on how much had been collected in taxes and how it had been spent during their administration or how the current extra tariffs and fees were being spent and why weren't they lowered in such a crisis.

They spoke with Silver last and that was more of an overview of how bad things really were which was even worse than they had been lead to believe.  Oh the wing member did harp on the others stating out grievances and faults, then after demanding the pair repeat nothing, they laid out the facts.  If Jared couldn't acquire at least ten million there wasn't likely to be a functioning government in five years because that was what was needed to be paid in full before then and that barely encompassed a fifth of the outstanding back debt that should have already been paid.  

The conversation left Jared grim for an entire day going back over everything he could.  Ten million had been his lowest expectancy for the entire week, now he realized he needed to push past his hopes of reaching fifteen just to maybe get them ten full years, but the problem was that wasn't going to give his daughter enough time.  He spent three frantic days trying to claw more possible bidders to the auction, sent out a great many more invitations to Cassandra and Nessandra's event, now that he knew he could properly promote them both, and tried to work out special invitations to more of the Crimson wing members.   He also created a new event that tied in with the last night before the auction.  Every item for sale was to be displayed the evening before with a small party for those attending the auction, those that were contributing, and the few extra guests who wish to pay to attend.  Jared was now trying to work out a dinner event at three hundred a plate that would not require any link to the auction to attend, he was basically looking for a cap to end the event and maybe even an extra surprise.  Very early the next morning he was with the Prime Minister putting out his idea and gaining approval for several city blocks to be closed for the evening and night along with barriers and extra security leading from the event site to the unity cathedral, which he was promptly given permission to use.

He worked with Master Malett and ended up handing over a good deal of money to pay for catering for the dinner and by the end of the day he made the announcement and send out hundreds of invitations, hoping that the otter could add to that total.  Even seven or eight hundred people eating would raise a chunk of money that he desperately needed more of.

It was late on their eighth evening there when Cassie suddenly jumped him smothering him with feelings of joy and happiness, including a slight naughty feeling. 'Ness says hi and she'll see us tomorrow by lunch.' ~ 'Thanks Cass.  Return the feeling. I could really use a supportive hug right now.'  He stated closing the multiple notebooks that showed the setup and layout of the events that he had been tweaking.  All his plans were set, including two surprises, all that was left now was the actual set up, and cart loads of hope.  Tomorrow was going to be a day of hard work and tedious hours of making sure everything was placed right and that all signs and information were checked and rechecked.  It was horrifying just thinking about it but knowing the next evening might hold a bit of relaxation and entertainment gave him a feeling of being able to endure it.  

The plan for the exhibition hall was to set it into time frames using the lines and alcoves to help separate time or area going down the right side, across the back and then up the left side to the front.  It was a plan to try and guide the flow of traffic, but even with all the planning he hadn't been able to fill the last small vacant area toward the left side front.  He knew later on it would be the perfect space for the special items he would be able to add and a possible catering area for the twins but now that the event was set, the space was empty.  He now hoped it might became a spot to stand aside while waiting for others to catch up or maybe as a meeting place while waiting for others to arrive.  He had nearly half the exhibition in coins, each with plaques and drawings explaining about the area and governments where the item originated.  Most of the other pieces were artifacts from the world museum, the contributors, most of his third vault, and of course the items that were to be auctioned off on Monday.   Although it certainly wasn't as large as the event in Mystalane it was fairly impressive and one that should bring in what he hoped would be hoards of bodies.

Things for this event were laid out in the opposite order from the last one.  The first day the hall was to be opened at noon, no fanfare or parties and completely open to the public.  He was told to expect crowds and entire schools with the admission being a single Rient a person, Talistad's equivalent of  what should be close to one Mystalane's coin.   Jared still shook his head but everyone had refused his idea of starting the admission at ten, his pressure had lasted only as long as it took him to realize he was upsetting several contributors.  Master Malett had explained later letting him know the event started in the middle of the week and was open to all but it would become more elite towards the weekend.  Many who might plan on coming during the higher class events would slip in just to see what was about rather than gawk after having paid a real price.  Friday's plan was for Nessandra and Alexander to stop in, then the twins event was held on Saturday, while the auction preview with his new event were Sunday which would include his second surprise and the ending would be the auction on Monday.  The otter told him that the money the first two days was going to be in masses not class.   

Tuesday morning Jared was at the hall early working the instant he entered, first he got the final assurance that his special exhibit would be ready by Friday, before he truly started in.  His first surprise had taken time and a bit of searching, thankfully done by others, but he finally found something from the Ferrondance line and he had a replica model made from the artwork and books that had turned up.  With assurances that it would be ready Friday he began overseeing all the items as they were moved in pointing out the assigned areas that were set up in each alcove.  He got irritated with himself but more so with Cassie after giving double orders to some of the workers and also pointing out the wrong location more than once.  For the first time since their lives had changed he tried to block Cassie completely from his thoughts and tried to focus on everything but her.  Not that his other half's thoughts could be pushed aside so easily anymore.

When she started silently hounding him about being too stuffy and began begging over and over about leaving now or being late for lunch he blasted out.  'Forget LUNCH Cass and forget you sister too!  You know I have to do this, everything for our future depends on this and you both should know that!' ~ 'Jared she's my Twin!  I understand  your a little busy but you can't expect me to not be excited.' ~ 'No, but I could expect you to act enough like a princess and not some foolish girl!'  Her anger rose and so did his both aimed at a row with each other when he felt a slight movement, sort of like something was slipped in and felt a change with Cassie.  Taking a breath and actually stopping his growl which had gotten some attention he tried hard to push a chunk of this anger and stress away.  'What did she say?' ~ 'That I should wait here and see her this evening at dinner.'

Jared moved a few steps back, just enough to touch the wall behind him before closing his eyes and leaning heavily on his other half.  Slowly he let his feeling, worries, and fears leak out, covering her, and immediately she was there truly helping him.  'I need to do this Cass.  Maybe it can't be perfect but I can't allow a mistake.  I get married, Drake becomes the High Lord, and we three are going to have a child.  She will be yours as much as mine or your sisters, and as much as I want to work on that part I still need to get there, I have to take care of this first!' ~ 'We Jared, we need to take care of this now.  I'm sorry.  I know how important this is, it's just been so hard without her.'  Cassie slowly pressed back even while she accepted his feeling and emotions she pushed her own on to him, a great sense of loss, and a slightly unreasonable fear to never feel her twin again.  The two souls seemed to merge together in some sort of odd internal hug that was interrupted by a feeling of surprised giddy happiness strong enough to make Jared yank back opening his eyes.  'Tell her we will both see her as soon as we can.'

CHAOS:  Noisy, Crowded, Hot, Loud, Chaos!

From the moment Jared called for the doors to be open the next morning a half hour early, until he finally told security to start forcing people to leave after eleven that night, there hadn't been one moment or space that had some semblance of peace.  Everything from squealing unruly kids, the elderly who needed assistance to get around, to everything and everyone in between who were shoving for space through out the day and night.  Jared was most surprised by the large crammed plastic box that stood in the center of the entryway.  It was likely well over a hundred thousand people that had pushed their way through the exhibit hall but twice that seemed crammed in, what now he realized was a too small space, that was the donation box.  He could see several larger bills and even a few scripts among the masses of single Rients and the occasional coin.

The full surprise had came to him the next morning in the form of two small slips of paper.  The first showed the full attendance at a few dozen less than one hundred and twenty thousand.  The second slip had a number jotted down that at first he couldn't understand since it was over four hundred thousand.  He was told later by Malett that the donation box had required to be emptied twice during the day before he had seen it that night.  He took a private moment for himself soon after, literally shaking at the first day that netted way more than double of what he had dreamed.  With Cassie's help he pulled himself back together not just hoping anymore but believing he could raise enough to achieve his goals.  

The second morning was admittedly the worst one he had so far out of both events.  The first four hour block, from ten on was devoted to education.   Any student was allowed to enter for five Rient and questions were encouraged.  What he hadn't expected was that a majority of those showing up were adults, including many instructors of schools, and less of the actual teens and kids, and all of them had questions.  

What he had planned for was several bus loads of kids and lots of teens hoping for an easy day out of school but as more and more Institute and University student showed up, including several handfuls from outside of Talistad, he began to truly worry as he joined in trying to help with answers.  The four people he had hired were intelligent and well learned but no where good enough to match the precision questions and abstract possible ideas and hypothesis of those that had gathered.  With out knowing or realizing, Cassie had already called her sister when things had become upsetting to the ferret.  By the time several problems and arguments had started to pop up and all four of his workers were ready to leave just from the stress both Princess Nessandra and Prince Alexander arrived at the hall with more than twenty five guards causing enough of a ruckus to have the entire hall stop and watch.

“A day of learning and instruction was a wondrous idea but I remember you planning for younger students Lord Jared.”  Nessandra stated striding up to him and standing next to him as she surveyed those around her.  “However such a situation as this can still provide insight and knowledge, but not if everyone shouts.  There are a great many minds here, along with a good deal of history, but I do find it odd that you believe those questions everyone's asking would have simple or easy answers.”  Cassandra picked up after her sister helping out Jared speaking with his voice to the one who had been caught up in a specific argument with several others.

“Seven gods the Hanstan revered.  It is entirely possible that every building they built had a door facing north to honor where they thought the gods lived in the heavens as the stars, as is pictured on that urn.  BUT it is also possible the doors faced that way because they feared an attack from the legendary beasts of the mountains.” she nodded towards two others whom were part of the argument,  “However try considering a brand new possibility.  The Hanstan were driven out of their homeland, whether from enemies, calamities, or natural disaster, which again none of us can agree, that caused them to travel a great distance finally settling after crossing the massive mountain range.  It wouldn't be hard to believe they aimed their doors facing that way to watch for those lost or left behind.   Always we search for a difficult or obscure answers when maybe the simplest could be the truth, after all traditions are sometimes born from the most obvious of reasons.”

Immediately Nessandra jumped back in leaving no space for another to speak, “These are matters for discussion not arguments, if those that are here to help can't answer your questions then perhaps the ones that stand next to you can.  However if a question can not be answered then maybe you need to continue your search for knowledge elsewhere.  Professors, Students, Instructors enjoy the exhibit, ponder the past, ask questions, and if you feel the need for discussion the left alcove seems to be a good place to stand rather than in the middle of the exhibit, especially with raised voices.”

It turned out to be not just a solution but the best solution, even though only the morning had been set up for students he had allowed more than two dozen people to stay hours later holding discussions in the empty alcove often spending a little time himself listening in and learning several new things.  When the group of eight finally left together that night they got a hold of the ferret and thanked him for the opportunity, for putting on the event, and for putting so many of his personal items on display.  As Jared closed the second night of his event he felt like he had made a real impact, getting several contacts and supporters in the historical community and even a few that had let him know they had expected nothing less from Aurthur's son which left him with a fierce sense of pride.  Of course the full donation box was also a big help as well even though the side note he was handed could only add another hundred and eighty thousand to the total, plus what was in the box.

Jared was able to catch Nessandra the next morning outside her hotel room before she even had a chance for breakfast.  With a full on passionate kiss in the hallway in front of Alexander who was just walking up he explained.  “I'm sorry but we will have to wait to speak our vows.  Instead of tonight it would be far better on Sunday.”  Although he had mentioned the new event Sunday night he hadn't yet explained how much more effective it would be if their vows were spoken in the Unity Cathedral, and the fact it wouldn't end up effecting tonight's event in any way.  Nessandra quickly agreed with a second serious kiss as she started grinding against him which made Alex cough slightly getting the pair to stop and smile at him.   The three went downstairs to their private dining area and had breakfast chatting happily as the note for the previous days total was handed over, four hundred and forty thousand which even included several donations from local institutes making up more than thirty thousand.   Two days and nearly a million wasn't bad but Jared knew they had much more work to do, but it well surpassed his original expectation.   Just before the ferret left after breakfast he caught Alexander, knowing the the hotel security was watching now he gave a small hug with a smile.  “You're doing a really good job Alexander, not just as Nessandra's escort but everything else as well.  I think Minister Turkin was quite serious when he said the same thing.” 

The tod was blushing slightly as Cassie pulled them apart ruffling the younger foxes ears as she quietly spoke.  “You are like a brother to both of us.”  The young fox nodded understanding before giving Jared another hug, once he stepped back he walked over and gave Nessandra a hug as well before stepping out of the private dining area.

“We will catch you both later this evening.”  Nessandra stated stepping in for a little kiss before she too left.

Friday's day event began easily, and started with the doors were opened at nine in the morning at a fifteen Rient admittance, the only time that things had gotten seriously packed was around lunch time.  Master Malett had told them what to expect and it had been exactly that.  A variety of people cruising through, packed at lunch, with everyone basically clearing out before two when the doors would be closed to get ready for the evening.  “This is just mainly filler time,”  the otter told them,  “It will mainly be those who couldn't check things our before and those who want to say they at least went.  None of them will likely be here this weekend, probably cause they can't afford it, so it's basically a last chance.” 

When the hall closed Jared immediately began the set up for that nights party.  The original plan had been for this party, then the twins event to basically end the show, but now with his new event it meant that each night was going to be a little more extravagant one upping the night before.  He wasn't even half way through setting  up the small gathering tables and move the chairs into small groups before he suddenly changed his entire plan.  The bar which was to be on one side of the entryway was moved to the open alcove on the left side and he then moved half the four foot gathering tables into the entry way basically cutting the space in half.  This allowed him to put out over a dozen more chairs around the area at the cost of slowing the influx by blocking two sets of doors keeping them closed.

His next task was to move in his first big surprise which was two models, he and Cassie only had a few minutes the night before to look them over at the hotel's secure room that had been provided and they both had been impressed.  The two fully fleshed out models that were a Ferret and Pine Martin.  It was clear serious effort and attention had been given to the ferret, its clothes an exact match to the painting of Talmandor, one of the Ferrondance lines greatest leaders.  While the doll itself only had some similarities the clothes were rendered perfectly.  The second model had much less detail though the clothes also matched several of the images of a Starn, or the oak tower guards, the ones that watched from the Groken elder trees dropping down upon their enemies.  This doll was also armed with a small net weighted with several small spiked balls at the corners and a sharp double ended short spear that had a nasty looking hook added to one end.  Jared set up the display with a small stand set in front of the pine marten with a book that showed a rat dressed the same attire including carrying a similar weapon.   It was an excellent choice of animal, looking even more fierce than the book with a similar pose holding its weapon with the top tip just behind the ear leaving the other end with the spike and hook sticking out a foot or so beyond the knee.  Thankfully there was still plenty of room to move by even with the ropes protecting the new exhibit.  The ferret model was set up a pace away, further inside the alcove with with the painting on the wall between the two allowing you to examine the portrait before comparing it to the model.  He added in the rest of the books and painting on the wall and stands just beyond that taking up the first half of one side of the empty alcove leaving the entire back half to have still have the bar and room to move between it and the main exhibit.  Master Malett had been helping with small suggestions here and there but when they both stepped back to look over the models neither could find anything amiss, Jared stating it was perfect while the otter only added,  “It will be talked about for a long time to come.”  The ferret was glad he hadn't put much money into the project beyond supplies and a commission for the one who made the clothes and weapon, everything else including the research and acquiring the books and painting had been done for free while the models had been worked on by a group that wished to help.  “Could we auction it?”  Jared suddenly asked realizing that even the rushed job was going to be worth something.

While the otter voiced his opinion and approval Cassie simply said, 'Don't!  I think I know a far better place for those, they will have a bigger impact for the future.'  He gave a light nod acknowledging her before turning to bid a quick goodbye to the mustelid and leaving to get the last thing ready for that evening, himself.

Everything was set when the doors opened that evening with the ferret making a nice speech for the crowd outside that was waiting to enter.  Although it was marked as a high security event with many possible high profile persons attending Jared had been told this would likely be more than half close to lower class.  The event had been suggested by Malett to give many a chance to dress in the best they had, pay what they could, and hope to touch tails with those that were truly high class.  The ferret had made the event accordingly hors dorves, wine and champagne, and higher class drinks at the bar but the chairs were foldable with thin cushions and the gathering tables nice but not truly elegant.  Those he brought in to collect empty glasses and cleaning up were quick, curt, and swift to point out they were not servers pointing out the bar and several self serving stations placed through out the hall, the serving staff were just as quick refilling the stations drinks and food, then vanishing. 

He had nothing but a huge smile when Nessandra showed up escorted in by Alexander.  Giving an appropriate kiss he nodded to Alex before taking the vixen arm and pulling her close leading them towards the center of the room.  “It might almost be too much.”  She whispered quietly as they moved along.  Tilting his ear closer he listened,  “The country is poor and you're putting out an awful lot for them.  After all a prince and princess for them to gawk at?  Don't worry though they will all remember you for it.”   She finished before smiling and greeting the first few who came forward.  He realized she was right as the night drew on and more showed up, but only a few of the notable people he had hoped for made an appearance.  There were certainly some, like  General Grewlin, Lavenders lead, who introduced himself thanking Jared for all his hard work all the while being glared at by the majority of those around them.  There were also several people who worked with the Prime Minister who showed up, including Marcus from the second tier who spoke with him and the princess for several minutes but as for the high classed notables he was only able to pick out a few which seemed to vanish once they had spoken with Princess Nessandra.  

That basically made the nights main attraction Nessandra and Jared while Alexander had a large following around him with everyone happy and excited with the young fox who spoke with all as if they were equals.  Probably the only ones who were upset were the ones who actually had a little power or money, several frowning when he didn't pay more attention to them.  The few who were pushier all received a quick hard glare before a strong nod following a light smile as he excused himself.  When Jared saw this a second time Cassie simply explained, 'Alex is treating everyone exactly the same because he is the second born son and second in line to rule Mystalane.  He would likely never even see or speak with anyone here.  He is being fully polite and making sure to show no preferences.  Besides if he needs to he can always apologize to those few he wants to later, they will understand.'  

The night finished and Jared was handed a small slip telling him that at last count, nearly two hours ago, the total was just under three million.  Although there had been no set limit on admittance it was expected for all to drop off a script upon entrance for an acceptable amount, often that was as much as they could gather.  Jared could fully understand why the donation box wasn't even a third of the way full since he had heard of several scripts that evening for tens of thousands, especially those that were bragging about it.  His drive back to the hotel left him feeling a bit more relaxed guessing that he should have broken four million that night and the true fund raising was just about to start.  If the twins and himself could at least match tonight's numbers and the auction did well they would certainly break fifteen million mark.  He was fully distracted and jumped when Nessandra slid over and snuggled in against him,  “We will make sure this works, all of us.”  She said grinning over towards Alex who was seating on the other bench with several guards,  “It was a good call to wait on our vows.  There weren't enough there tonight to make it a truly special event.”

“Don't worry Ness.”  Cass slipped in giving her twin an extra squeeze.  “We will send out some special invitations and I know Master Malett has been making sure the event will be the one everyone wants to be at.  Might as well have one massive elite crowd for your vows so your wedding will have to be even bigger.”  Jared wisely stayed silent feeling the twins wordlessly pushing grand ideas back and forth.

The exhibit hall stayed closed Saturday day, though there were several high officials and higher ups from the wings that came in though out the day checking up on the progression and shocked by how much the twins were altering with out really receiving any permission.  Of course they had moved out and replaced the furniture with more elegant tables and comfortable, if a little small, chairs in the entryway while replacing most of the chairs space though out the building with nice comfortable chairs or even small elegant sofas.  The real changes that were causing concern was the alcove where the bar was.  The bar was moved forward almost to where Jared had placed the statues with the rest of the area now set with a restaurant's kitchen including the area right outside the emergency door that had several smoking units already cooking with an entire mobile refrigeration unit.   There had been a wooden wall erected at the end of the building blocking out the smaller side parking lot fully enclosing the area that was already surrounded by an eight fool wall that went back nearly half the buildings length before it cut across and met with the building blocking off the back side of the exhibit hall where a garden and small park area sat. 

By the time lunch came both vixens were pressing staff to finish with Cassandra being the one who lead the Prime Minister through the new area showing how the set of doors to the middle alcove on that side were opened having removed a few of Jared's exhibit pieces.  They walked out onto a simple carpeted area instead of the concrete lot with guards already in position at the doors and several along the walls both inside and out.  There was also a small area set up for musicians and multiple elegant gathering tables and several small tables to sit down.   She explained that the food would be set out not as a meal but small snacking plates with food that was easy to eat with small forks.  There was also two full bars set up outside to serve letting attendees either sit and wave to a server or head to the tables set between the bars and gather what they wished.  Although not happy about what so many of their request had produced, he could really see the effect it would have allowing the venue to accommodate more while keeping the space from being over crowded.  “We wish for everyone to stay, perhaps get a little food and wine, and maybe even make an extra donation.”   She finally stated having lead Minister Turkin back to the front where three of the second tier had been waiting.

“I should have guessed things were going to be a bit more grand with both of the High Lady's daughters working together.  I can also see the concerns so many have voiced, rushing back to me, were not really necessary.”  He offered, not having much of a chance of objecting so late.

“Please do not worry Prime Minister.”  Nessandra stated as she stepped up next to her sister.  “We had Master Malett advise us the entire time plus our own guards going over every idea to come up with the most secure and safe option.  Every one of our guards will be here tonight plus all those that you have lent us and the extras we had requested as well.  Also the staff we hired to serve and cook are not only screened but will be unable to leave until the night is over.  No chances nor mistakes will be allowed.”

“Very assuring.”  Prayle stated.  “I will be most happy to come by later.”

Jared speaking as Cassie added in as the group turned to leave,  “The two of us would be honored if all of you in the second tier could attend tomorrow night, we do hope all the wing leads will be there as well but we wish to be sure every tier is there for the end to celebrate.”   Cassie still kept smiling as Jared finished with a little admonishment that she should have done that unless he was going to be able to do it with a little more elegance.  

The pair had everything set by five p.m. Including themselves having run back to the hotel one at a time to get ready.  There was an enticing aroma wafting through the building and things seemed to shine and glitter from all areas of the exhibit.  Feeling fully set the twins went out early mingling with the crowd that was already present, though most seemed to be the lower edge of high class the pair was already able to acquire promises and pledges of support before they went back to the entrance giving a nearly ten minute speech between the two before officially opening the doors to their event. 

With that the true task started as both princess's greeted, entertained, and earned pledges and donations towards their event.  They worked on crimson's wing the most with Nessandra being the one to finally corner the wing's Lead.  Though it had already been discussed she stopped everyone around her calling out loudly about the half million dollar donation and her greatest gratitude to the cougar and his entire wing.  The amount quickly spread and was the main topic for most of the next hour with everyone arriving quickly being informed of that fact.   

Although neither wanted to Cassandra came forward later, apologizing for both her and Jared's pestering of the representative from the Crimson wing.   “I have to apologize as well.”  Calvin, crimson's wing lead, stated   “I chose the wrong person to send to you and he was upset at not  having any of the information you had asked for.  I can of course provide you with records and ledgers of taxes and fees collected and how that money was invested and spent along with the full spending budget for the full term if you still need it.  Sadly Martin felt you were implying that,”

“Master Calvin Please!”  Cassie interrupted,  “We know it takes a great deal to run a country.  My family has been doing that for over a century.  Please forgive us.  We don't want to cause an argument or a problem.  I was honestly just upset that your wing decided not to pay any debt, denying you even had to.  We have learned much since then, though personally I would have tried to find some way to make Opal pay back some of the debt rather than allowing the nation itself to suffer.”

The cougar took several seconds before responding.  “I truly wish there was another way Princess.  If you only knew how far things have gone.  This was not the first, nor even the second time Opal has done this.  From the beginning they borrow money, spend more than what we have, then dump it on us expecting us to use all of our funds to pay for their choices.  The previous lead had our wings full support, they can not be allowed to continue ruining our nation without consequences.  Perhaps in the future, when caution is advised and stress on financial costs is given, the other wings will listen.”  

Neither of them could decide if this was just a slick excuse from Calvin or if what the lead had said was truly genuine.  Too much had seemed fully planned, deliberately cutting out funds to gain wealth and purposefully creating hardship, it wasn't that Opal wasn't causing issues for the nation but that Crimson made sure to make it worse.  “I also wish to give my greatest thanks to both you, Princess Nessandra, and of course Lord Jared.  I do understand how much he has freely given to our nation and all the work you both are putting in.  I am grateful that what has been done will give Minister Turkin what he needs to balance things out and stabilize the country.  That is something Silver has always been good at, Balance.”

“Ah yes, it's just to bad Crimson can't balance things like they used to.  Perhaps they should study with Silver to relearn how to keep things even.”  A very deep voice broke in causing Cassandra to turn to the newcomer.  

“Well it seems the center of imbalance wishes some of your time.  Good Night Princess Cassandra, I hope to see you tomorrow.”  With that Calvin turned an left, with his tail stiffly erect behind him.

“Princess Cassandra, I am Shalmit, Lead to Opal Wing.  It is a pleasure to finally meet you.”  The pair had stared at the deep voiced hare the entire time finally coming up with the word gaudy to describe the odd dressed Lepus.  Most females were dressed in gowns of long flowing robes and dresses while males wore formal clothes or a formal dress but Shalmit had pushed beyond that.  The suit the lead had on would have been more than enough in a deep rich blue but added to that the hare was draped in a cloak of robes.  Multiple pleated layers of thick fabric hung from his shoulders down gently brushing the floor in yellow, white, gold, and cream repeated over and over.  “I wanted to offer my services and help Lord Jared in his endeavor tonight.”

“I'm sorry I don't understand.  You must be mistaken Lord Jared won't be here tonight and has no plans.”  Cassandra finally stated failing after several seconds to try and figure out what kind of help was being offered.

“Of course, Of course I know Lord Jared wished to keep this secret, and of course a surprise, but speaking ones vows should be a great and joyous thing!  Allow me to call everyone to the couple and Opal shall watch over their vows and support the pair as they embark on their new and wonderful commitment.”  

It was at Jared's request that she began slowly shaking her head both of them actually rather upset with such a suggestion.  “It was to be a secret but those plans had to be changed.”  She deliberately didn't state that it was something that might have been done the previous night.  “They will be waiting until later, their union is not something that all of my family is pleased with, that and the fact the current time isn't correct.”  Saying nothing about tomorrow night, again at Jared's request.  

“Oh that saddens me greatly.  I was told Lord Jared and Princess Nessandra were fully intending on speaking their vows with or without the High Lord's approval... Which I was also informed that they already have.”  The hare stated out looking rather surprised and extremely curious.

“They do, and they do still plan on speaking their vows, though it certainly will not be tonight.  Actually it is Jared who has been rather stressed working on this event trying to make sure everything goes well and to make it as much of a success as possible.”  Cassie paused hoping the hint was taken.  “You should also know he was so busy he didn't even have time to stop and great my sister when she arrived.  All three of us are very wrapped up in this and it did not seem to be an appropriate time.  Please,”  She stated slightly louder stalling the other who seemed about to speak, “Both are aware of duty to governments and duty to living a life together.  Their choice to hold off on giving their vows has nothing to do with their commitment to be together, rather the decision to make sure they had full time to devote to each other.  Tell me wing lead Shalmit what exactly would happen to this event if Jared showed up grabbed Nessandra and kept her close for the rest of the night?  Who would continue to host, there is still a large amount of work and I have hopes of gaining more support from those right here who could help.”

The hare seemed to have entirely missed the simple request gently pulling on his lip as he rubbed his chin,  “I see.  Please relay to them both that I wish to help.  It would be a truly great thing for Opal to stand and watch over their vows, and that would be helpful for both of our nations in the future!”  With out another word the Lepus spun and strode away looking like he was heading for the entrance as Cassie scowled at his back. 

'So Opal cares nothing about the country; Crimson is willing to ruin it to prove a point, Lavender couldn't do anything to improve defense; and Silver, with our help, is hopefully going to hold things together long enough for our daughter to grow up.' ~ 'You know perhaps now is not the time to point out the main flaw, still you are only hoping to help Talistad for what, fifteen years or so?  She isn't going to be born tomorrow, it will still be years before Nessandra gets pregnant.'  Jared sort of snickered at his other half turning their head focusing in on a wealthy merchant they had hoped would show up tonight. 'Cass that is just it, when Talistad falls it will take years for anyone to really gain control.  Even if Nareim invades it will still take years for them to assimilate and even that would be be with resistance, weak as that might be.  No.  The problem is if Nareim invaded in less than ten years which would give them enough time to truly take over.  However, if they had to wait, say hoping for a big event to make money with secret plans to train and bolster their armies it should slow them down enough.'  He finished just as Cassie introduced herself, forcing her to push aside his thoughts so she could devote her attention to the task at hand.

“Princess Cassandra!  Please wait!”  Cassie held back allowing the guards to intercept the male ferret rushing down the sidewalk outside of the hotel begging to speak with her.  “Please, I have a request to make to Jared.  Those statues that were at the hall.  Where did he get them.  I heard he might auction them off but he has no right to sell such things.  They must be preserved and sent to our Wing!”

'We really don't have time for this.'  Cassie stated sensing Jared's interest.  'Which wing I wonder, and more importantly is he a possible relative?'  He thought back.  “Brent, you can take him inside.  You will be allowed a few minutes once we change but Jared is extremely busy.”  Once things were set with Lord Jared and the other ferret seated at the table in their dining room  of their suite he ordered everyone but Lorran to leave.

“So let me ask a few simple questions.  What wing do you belong with, how do you think they should be persevered, and who do you think you are to tell me what I can and can not do with items I had made.”   He had spoken with Cassie while changing getting her take on what she thought was the best way to use the statues and even taken her advice on how to act at this time.  'We don't know who he is and he is wasting our time.  If he doesn't act respectful toss him out.'

“Jared, sir.  I am part of Opal..”

“Lord JARED!”  Cassie barked out with his voice.  “It seems the entire Opal wing has no clue on how to act nor even cares about what is going on unless it's for themselves.”

“Please, Lord Jared.  What you had created is a wonderful piece of our history.  One which only a few of us has the right to.  So much has been lost, destroyed, or decayed.  I must insist that you allow Opal to take care of both pieces, the books too.  We will put them in a special place where they can be honored and..”

“Enough!”  Jared deliberately waved his paw in a dismissive gesture he had seen used several time before.  “I have no intentions of allowing them to be something that is set up for worship or set in some room collecting dust.  As for the books, they are not mine but I also plan on putting them to the same use they are being used for now.  The whole collection will be moved to Airbruth Hall where I will have the Prime Minister choose a spot so that it can be shown off, hopefully for generations.”  Cassie had been right, getting Minister Turkin to install the pair would start making many think of not just the past but of him as well.  It could be helpful or harmful for his daughter in the future but it might find her a few strong supporters when she announce who she was.  “Tell me why did you personally come here, do you think you have some right or claim to lineage?”

“I don't know.  I mean most ferrets hope at some point they might be don't they?”  Jared listened shaking his head slightly while the other stared at him, mostly from Cassie's suggestion.  

“Well the line is believed to be dead, there are always stories or whispers but never any truth or proof.  I believe you have had enough of our time.”  Once again Cassie took over for him pointing out that he got his answer though even as she stood them up Jared gave one more poke wondering if the other might take a hint..  “I'm sure there are truths that are out there, one just has to know where to look, my father found a great many things in his life, as for the Ferrondance line, yes it is dead, but there are those of us who should never forget what happened.”  Trusting Lorran to handle the rest the ferret went to their room and got ready for bed. 

Jared woke the next morning feeling exhausted even though Cassie had been the one staying at the event center til after midnight and he hadn't had much time that night it seemed the nights sleep did almost nothing for him.  'Set up the auction tags and display and come back to rest.'  She suggested.  The ferret wondered if that would be acceptable as he made his way through the morning removing the items owned by the World Museum and setting up blue cards on each piece that was in the auction tomorrow.  Each tag had the owner's name, a short description, plus the starting bid, which had left Jared wondering why the owner's name had been insisted on by nearly all the contributors, to the ferret it seemed that many might be trying to find a way to sell their items without having to pay the commission.  With this fact he had made a decision that he knew it would be a shock, Jared had remade all his items cards last week removing his name with the hope of possibly embarrassing everyone else, thinking it might make the other cards look like they were trying to display wealth or other issues, with nearly half of the cards nameless it would force the other contributors to remember who was running this event.

By the time he finished the preparations and was looking over the event hall feeling rather pleased with his decision the Wings items began to show up.  The first was Crimson pulling in a eight foot wide and six foot tall vitrine with two glass doors covering more than half of the top of the piece.  The bottom was two wide drawers and a row of four doors each opening into a cabinet space, all inlayed with decorations and elaborate silver handles for each door and drawer.  He barely got the chance to fully inspect the item after it was brought into the empty alcove before Opal arrived with a chair rivaling a throne.  It was the first time he was able to see it since they had refused to even send the ferret a image, simply assuring Jared that many Opal leads had used the chair.  

As he stood there trying to decide if he could even put such a large item behind any type of desk both of the second tiers Silver members showed up bearing boxes with several more people came behind carrying even more.  Jared had difficulty holding back his disappointment as they proudly showed off hand written journals of the Wing which documented centuries of history as written by the wings lead or their close assistants.  He had never expected Minister Turkin to provide a valuable piece and hadn't even asked what was being added but, five hundred years of historical writing paled in comparison to the rest as Lavender began moving in a heavy desk; solid, elegant, and professional.

It only took a moment for those of Silver to catch Jared's frown for what it was and one finally replied, “There is Nothing greater, Nor more precious to Silver than our history! This is the true meaning of rebuilding and internal strength.  Each of these journals shows our dedication and determination to our country.”

Waiving a paw to try and stop the other the ferret stated, “I Understand that.  I am just trying to figure out how to sell a, some what abstract idea.  Books are always difficult to sell unless to the right person..”  Jared jerked doing a full turn to take in the entire area because Cassie yanked full control over his body telling him she had it.   “You need to bring a fresh journal and some kind of pen.  Preferably the best set you can.”  She firmly stated with his voice picking up several of the journals and headed for the vitrine.  

“We um, I'm sure we can find something.”  Came the response.

“Good!”  She stacked several of the thin books inside the upper part of the cabinet.  “I now understand how this will work because I now know Talistad.”  She walked a few feet over to where the desk had been set down looking at those from Lavender.  “A desk Strong, Firm, Solid.  A defense in a way, this represents the nations body.”  She moved them over to the chair and sat down.  “The spirit, not always an easy thing to represent nor explain,”  with a little smirk and pushing back into the chair she continued, “this is far more comfortable than I expected.”  After a few more seconds she stood and moved back to the vitrine gently closing the doors and tracing the inlay and handles.  “Wealth, Power, Elegance with excess these can be bad, but with none neither the body nor spirit could survive.  It provides food, clothes, comfort.”  Finally she walked back taking another journal out of a box and setting it open on the desk.  “History, Order, Organization. The very definition of Internal structure, like a brain helping the other to function.  I do understand Silver's gift, without history there would be no past, without a past there would be no reason for the wings to exist.  History can be a very powerful thing, especially when used correctly.”   

Switching gears she addressed all those that were present,  “I want a mat, something that reflects Silver.  A fresh journal open and waiting along with writing tools.  The most recent journal from Turkin or his predecessor will go on a stand, open facing out.  Move the desk back a good two feet and place the rest of the journals inside the vitrine in the way Silver wishes.  Now that I think on it the four pieces go together better than I hoped.”  She made Jared smile brightly at those around getting shared happiness and even excitement from some as one of the silver members quickly left.

He spent a little more time giving a bit more instruction before leaving to head back to the hotel and got as far as a few feet outside of the hall before he was stopped by Bervante who rushed up with a quick handshake,  “Lord Jared, we discussed proxy bids for the auction but I have a new client who wishes a bit more control over their bids.  Is it possible to hold for an extra moment so that I might use an item they gave me for communication?”  After explaining a bit more the ferret found out it was only the last item that his new bidder was interested in.

“I'm guessing you haven't seen them yet.”

“Seen?  Is the display ready?”  Smiling Jared led the avian inside agreeing that the actual viewing wasn't going to be ready until that evening but he would allow the other to have a few minutes now.  Bervante gave multiple thanks to him grateful that he could converse with his client before this evening and discuss how they wished to proceed during the auction.

As the pair looked over each item Jared made a another decision.  “You are free later tonight, and coming to my dinner correct?” He asked.   

“Of course Lord Jared.”

“Good.  I will be calling on you to help me with a little matter then.  I see no reason why the auction couldn't hold for  a moment for instructions from a proxy bid, as long as we aren't forced to wait for each bid.”  Jared stated.

“Once or twice, three at most I promise.  If it truly is a problem you can continue as you see fit.”  The bird replied.

“Alright, sorry Bervante I need to leave for a bit.”  He got a solid three hours of sleep, collapsing the moment he entered his room and dropped on the bed.  Lorran took several minutes to force the ferret to wake, then continued to frown as Jared groggily got up trying to hastily change and pull himself together.  As he moved to leave the room the hare firmly grabbed his arm.

“Eleven p.m.  We are bringing you back one way or another.”  He gripped a little tighter and pulled the ferret back as he tried to move away.  “Don't argue!  If you can't keep yourself healthy and rested then I will have to step in.”

“Let go now Lorran!”  Cassandra ordered.  “We both have been pushing hard and no we are not getting enough rest and the stress on Jared has been extreme.  However, this is almost over, eleven is fine since he is going to have to be up early for the auction tomorrow.  There is a great deal less stress at the moment but we both Need to finish.”

“Princess I hope both of you are willing to try and sleep on the train home.  I would prefer to have both of you arrive looking happy and successful, not exhausted and stumbling along.”  He finished finally letting go.   Jared let out a little sigh turning to face the hare.

“Lorran, there is a good deal we need to talk about, and the train ride seems like a good time.  There is something you need to know and something I need to ask of you concerning the future, but that is a separate stressful event that we have to have your help with.”

The ferret was just a little surprised finding the doors already open and dozens of people inside.  He was caught only a few steps in by Master Malett and informed that several had simply walked in and rather than trying to push them back out he set up a twenty Rient early entrance fee on top of the fifty for entrance, unless they were on the bidders list for tomorrow.  Getting Jared's nod  the otter then gave a frown telling him that many of the contributors and a few of the event coordinators were waiting for him with some complaints.  He walked in and just stood there and in less than a minute several were trying to shout to be heard in one of the back rooms  where they had gathered.  With Cassie insisting he continued to stay silent listening to one argument after another as they all informed him how wrong his actions were.  Finally when the pause lasted longer than ten seconds Cassie waived their paw which seemed to have just a slight glow as she began speaking for Jared,  “Each of you seem to have forgotten that this is still MY Event!  Go ahead and take your pieces home if you truly feel that upset or I will take them down if you want to try and threaten me.  Or better yet why not add your contact info or stand next to them for offers cause I know most of you still feel the commission is to high.  BUT the real reason is far simpler.  I didn't want my name of every wall, every corner, and most places in between.  I am losing a massive amount of my father's collection and it doesn't matter how much I make it will take decades to build back up if I am even able to.  I truly don't care what you tell everyone, that the owner wishes to remain anonymous or that they are mine.  If I did give you another decent reason it would be that it makes the rest of you look more important.  I am willing to announce tonight a special thank you to each name that is on a wall.  That each person is giving a portion of the sale to help restore Talistad.  I can assure each of you will each get the acknowledgment you deserve.”  

There was simple silence once he finished speaking with some realizing that he was probably right, most had already realized that there was nothing that could be done, there were even a few who nodded agreeing with his right to remove his name.  

“I understand,”  A small canine finally spoke, he was actually the smallest contributor with only five pieces in the exhibit but one pristine vase that was to be auctioned.  “I only wish you would have informed us.  I don't want my name there either, call it personal reasons.”

“What's done is done.  I have already have dealt with several people asking why so many of the pricing cards are blank and simply told them it was the event organizers wish.  I think everyone I spoke with understood who owned the pieces, and really it will only be the buyers who truly care anyways.  Those that come for tonight's preshowing will see the names of those who contributed,  Lord Jared is correct, he doesn't need to have his name all over the hall, everyone is well aware of the amount of effort he has put into this event.”  Jared would have been surprised if Master Malett hadn't rehearsed more than a little bit of that small speech but the ferret was glad that it did end the discussion.  He didn't end up leaving the room as everyone else did because it was obvious the otter was standing between him and the door waiting for the others to leave.   With a small near smile he made and inquiry if there were going to be any other surprised that he wasn't informed of.  

Knowing that he owed the otter greatly he dove in,  “Later tonight, towards the end of dinner, Nessandra and I will speak our vows.”

Master Mallet was showing all his teeth in a wide grin,  “That is less of a surprise that you think, however now is the time to tell you I borrowed two hundred thousand out of the money so far to boost your catering for tonight.  I have more than double the requests for admittance from the list you gave and it will be more than likely we get twice that.”    “Double?!”  Jared nearly choked having tried to swallow a few seconds before that news.  “Yes, no worries we are fully capable of hosting all of them and then some.  Even with the dinners cost it seems that most of the notable wing members want to attend and are bringing guests and family.  Though I'm sure some will guess at you speaking your vows most truly wish to celebrate your success.  I've also put in a hosted donation table capable of drafting scripts, not that there will be many but it is possible that there are some who will wish to show off.  I also assume you don't mind a small sign stating over twelve million has been raised though that is yesterdays approximate total.”

Cassie took control placing their paws on the otter's shoulders and spoke with her own voice,  “You are welcome to do whatever you feel is best.  I doubt we could have gotten half this far with out your help and guidance.”

The other did laugh again smiling brightly,  “No you would have made it this far, but probably would have pissed off two wings and put at least five people in the hospital from stress.  I am not good at being in the public eye.  Speaking an moving crowds is not my thing.  I work best behind others and this has been a real boost for me doing this.  I've already gotten two proposals to assist with some private events and had several inquiries from notable households.  Anyways, the real guest are probably arriving now, we should get going.”

The ferret was now well versed in hosting and fully knowledgeable on every item left in the exhibit and spent all his time speaking with nearly everyone who passed him answering question from event to auction and in a few cases something more personal.  He waited until the hall seemed to start feeling crowded before standing on a chair and calling out loudly from its center.  “Bidders, Friends, and Guests.  I am happy each of you have come this evening and in a few minutes the main back doors to the garden will be opened.  I'm sure many have felt put out by the blocked roads and paneled walls on the sidewalks, but you will all understand if you choose to walk the few blocks to the Unity Cathedral.  Minister Turkin was happy to have the roads closed and sidewalks scrubbed and enclosed.  Anyone who wishes will be able to leave and move from here to the Cathedral with out a worry for yourself or your safety.  Now I know many have asked and more have been wondering about why so many of the bidding tags don't have a name.  The answer is simple, the names you see around you are the truly important people who are making this auction a success.  Starting from the bottom we have our first contributor who also wishes to remain anonymous.  Next is Instructor Ralass from the Calvas Institute.  Then we have Duke Fretith.”  Jared went on calling out each person and waiving or pointing to those he saw in the crowd.  “These are the people who we need to thank for making tomorrows auction a success,”  He was required to wait several seconds waiving his hands to stall several applause,  “Each of them is willingly giving fifteen percent of the sale towards the goal of helping restore Talistad.”  Jared waited for the long round of applause happy to see several of the contributors getting paw shakes and personal cheers.  “Lastly there is a special thanks that I would personally like to add to each of the four wing leaders who found one item to give to make a truly unique set with a significant portion going to not just  the wings but to Talistad's rebuilding efforts.  I can now announce that even before the auction this week has been a huge success, over Ten Million!”  Jared had to start shouting the last part competing with the beginning of applause that turned into a mild roar of cheers and yells among enthusiastic paw clapping.  When things finally did settle down he was finally able to finish, “More than ten million so far and that is all thanks to the generosity of those around you, those in this city, and so many more around this nation.  Now for everyone who would like to help add a final cap, I offer a personal invitation to each of you to have dinner with me in the Unity Cathedral.  You are of course welcome to stay and continue looking over the exhibit or to go eat and return later.  Food will be served over the next few hours but no matter how wonderful the party, the exhibit hall and cathedral will have to be closed at midnight.   Lastly to those bidders here, you need to get some rest, none of us would want you to nod off tomorrow and miss a bid.”

The light laughter was what he had expected stepping off the chair he was on to be immediately wrapped up by Princess Nessandra as she snuggle in against his side.  Together the pair lead the way outside and through the garden only to end up shocked by the bright colorful drawings and creations painted on the panels that were used as the partitions and barriers for the sidewalks going down the street.  From expert to childish  the panels interlocked not even hinting at the world that might be beyond with one guard every ten feet or so that stood at attention watching all who passed.  

Jared only had to see the otter's grin at the Unity Cathedral to know who was responsible for the path.  “Every school I could get a hold of was given five panels, the children's thank you for what you've done.  Dozens of other artist happily pitched in one or two panels, and though they won't be auctioned off I believe they could be sold out at a later time, or given as a commemorative gifts.”  Master Malett stated still grinning. 

With Cassie's urging and Nessandra pulling him along both gave a big double hug to the otter from all of them which the lutrine heartily returned.   Once they broke apart and with a bit more formality Malett spoke,  “The Cathedral is fully set and ready.  I would recommend enjoying dinner now because you won't likely get a chance later.”

The Unity Cathedral was a massive symmetrical building with four great halls in each major compass direction meeting in a great square center.  The center had four great wide circular steps down to a lower platform before taking eight rounded steps up to a raised dais in the center where a square white marbled stone table was set at its exact center.  The southern hall was the main entrance used for this event and as the pair stepped forward one server quickly moved forward from the lines of those waiting on both sides of the hall.  

With a bow the male spoke,  “Where would you wish to be served, Lord and Princess?”

“We will head back and to the left, maybe just a few tables down.”  Nessandra answered.

“An excellent choice Princess, not quite seen from the main door.  I'll have refreshments for you in a moment and food as soon as you wish.”  With that the male darted away.

The pair took their time examining the setup, the first third of the hall was open with the donation booth set up just inside while dozens of servers lined both sides waiting on those who walked in but every single one paused to give a small bow to the pair as they passed.  Once Jared led his partner past they walked down one of the isles between several long tables that could seat dozens, after that were several smaller square and circular tables before once again a set of long tables each set with full dinnerware serving at each chair.  It was a little odd seeing some already seated here and there eating but none moved to greet them, the only ones who did acknowledge them were the few servers who passed each stopping to give a small bow.

“Our daughter will have an easier time because of this, because of you.”  She whispered quietly to him.  They paused for a moment near the center able to look over the entire building seeing both the east and west halls full and set with simple circular tables all the way back while the north hall had been roped off with several people moving to sit down in chairs and with in a minute several had begun playing soft music on several instruments.  Jared gave a nod and wave at the two dozen furs behind the ropes before leading Nessandra towards the side again seeing Master Mallet's handy work.  

Cassie gave the lightest of tugs to her twins arm turning both her and Jared back towards the table in the center of the cathedral.  “Soon.”  She stated, using Jared's paw to turn her twins muzzle up for a kiss.  It was not like he needed any help for that, but he allowed Cass the first part of the kiss feeling her love before adding to that with his own as he took the kiss deeper devouring his soon to be's tongue suddenly shivering to a stop as a third presence echoed joy and love inserted itself into the mix.  He kissed her again this time harder and longer finally breaking it taking a much needed breath that they both echoed.  “I truly wish we had time tonight but Lorran plans on dragging me back tonight for sleep.”

The vixen gave a lick and the slightest of nips to his chin.  “Tomorrow is a big day, but then we will have a three day train ride home.  Make sure I'm not board.”  She told him with a full smile turning them back and moving to the third table closest to the wall.

The meal was delicious and they enjoyed it fully since everyone chose to leave them alone.  As soon as they were having the plates cleared first one then three others joined them at the table.  Before long the pair was up and moving about spending several minutes here and there taking and accepting congratulations on the event as the cathedral slowly began to fill up.

Jared was surprised to suddenly see Lorran appear before him with Carrcol, Princess Nessandra's captain, at his side and another eight guards ready behind them.  There hadn't been a moment in Talistad where he couldn't have looked around and seen at least one of his guards near but this was the first time they were suddenly at attention in front of him which caused him to frown, there was no way his time was up yet.

“Report.”  Nessandra spoke for him.

“Princess.  We have marked each wing lead excepting Opal who it seems won't be here tonight, and Prince Alexander just finished eating.”  

Jared felt almost winded as Nessandra crashed into his side for a full hug.  “We would be happy if you could ask them to join us in the center.”  He spat out, “Lorran if you could also find Bervante and any of the second tier as well, I imagine Master Mallet probably already knows.”  The other guards scattered and Lorran moved to escort Jared while Carrcol stepped in behind the pair.   

Those who had overheard the exchange or had seen that something was going on had fallen silent and as the progression continued more and more stopped to watch, especially once Minister Turkin stepped in behind the guard with both his wings second tier.  Alexander was already waiting at the center for them and the young fox was the first to take the four steps down crossing to the stairs taking all of them but the last one.  By the time Jared and Nessandra had climbed their way to the top most of the cathedral had fallen silent except for the movement of those trying to get closer to watch.  When Bervante was finally lead through the crowd the ferret waved him forward,  “To my side please.  It is usually a family member who stands by those who pledge but I have none.  You however did know both of my parents.”

“It is beyond my honor Lord Jared,”  Bervante had stopped several steps short taking a serious pause,  “But for formalities and for your parents I will do my best to stand in.”  The bird moved to stand just behind and to one side as Alexander moved to the same position behind his sister.

By this time many people had moved down and filled in all the way around the large steps leading down but none but the Minister, Grewlin, and Calvin stood on the fourth step while the full second tier stood two steps below them.  Nessandra nudged him pointing out Master Mallet and with a smile waived him forward asking for him to be able to stand at the top of the outside ring.  “This isn't right!”  Askel blurted out loudly pointing at both Jared and Nessandra.  The tall mouse was in the second tier looking more than a little upset.  “Shalmit isn't hear and as out countries spiritual leader he is the one who should oversee this!”

Cassie clamped Jared's mouth shut just a fraction of a second before he tried to speak while at the same time Nessandra gripped his paw tight before letting go.   She waited several seconds before speaking,  “Askel, I will allow you to step forward to represent your wing, but I will Not wait for someone who was unwilling to show up after he was repeatedly invited.  Perhaps he doesn't understand how little he and his wing have offered beyond one item!  If wing lead Shalmit refuses to pay any attention unless it's for the benefit of the spirit then Opal has a weak leader.  As a princess of one of the nine nations I do understand that a leader MUST pay attention to all aspects of life.”  He irritation and near anger was seen by all but Jared tried to soften it slightly.

“Askel please, step forward.  Understand I personally invited Shalmit here, several times hoping he would understand why I was asking for him.  Sadly the only time we did see him was when he thought we were going to speak our vows.  He has ignored, slighted, and insulted the first and second princess and the second prince of Mystalane.  They  have been here nearly a week and not once has Opal's lead bothered to speak with any of them, except, and these are his exact words, that it would be beneficial to the future for Opal to watch over our vows.  As if the princess or I would ignore the other wings for the benefit of one.  It was clear that I did not put this event together for Minister Turkin or the Silver wing but for the people of Talistad, 'One step away from begging for humanitarian aid.'  That was exactly what I was told when your country asked for my help, because your people were suffering and there was no future.”   Jared finished and waited nearly glaring when the rodent hadn't moved after several seconds.  Cass held him back just a few seconds more and finally Askel slipped over and took the two steps up to the other wing leads.

“Thank you Askel, had you stayed put or left it would have been an insult that neither myself or my father would have forgiven.”  Princess Nessandra stated.  Rather then let anything else happen Jared took the vixen's paw and leaned in for a light kiss on her cheek which had many people grinning and now no one willing to interrupt.  

Taking both of her paws he started,  “Nessandra, the first time I meet you was probably the strangest day of my life and the scariest.  It wasn't but days before you gave me an offer that shocked both of us.  In less than two weeks you showed me that you weren't just interested in Cassandra but me.  The first new person in my life after my parents death that I knew cared for me, was interested in me, and that I began to love.  Nessandra Herbante Reylexion I offer you my love and spirit.  I chose you to hold both my paw, and my heart.  Claim me, as I  claim you.”

Both had nothing but a great smile looking at each other for several seconds before she started.  “Lord Jared Ferannce, descendant of a once great house.”  His eyes nearly bulged as she gripped his paws tighter and nodded slightly,  “I had never felt more joy than the day I saw you and felt my twin sister again.  When she returned in full it wasn't just her life you returned but mine as well.  I watched you struggle and fight not just with my family but my twin as well, and that showed me a fierce heart, a strong mind, and a powerful spirit.  I could not help but fall in love with you Jared Ferannce, I accept you and offer my body and my love.  I will stand by your side whether I can see you or not.  I receive your claim and take you as mine.”  Nessandra leaned in just enough to press their lips together and held it for a few seconds before pulling back including taking her paws away and waving them trying to stop the calls and cheers which took well over a minute.  Once the cathedral was quiet again she spoke, “There is still one that must speak her mind.”  While she spoke Cassie changed to her head.

She used Jared's paw and stroked her twins cheek from muzzle to ear base.  “There is little to say.  I know his love and can feel yours.  Difficult has been the life he has lead, and yes mine too.”  She added feeling her sister's slight irritation and knowing she wished to speak.  “But, you have given hope to both of us, a life and love we can share together.  May your claim bring you both the greatest joy.”  As she finished she took both of her twins paws as Jared's head returned.  Jared was left staring at Nessandra once again feeling not just his and Cassie's feeling but a third one as well and although there was a wide mix of emotions the was a tied feeling of accomplishment and achievement.  

As Jared opened his mouth to speak a heavy paw landed on his shoulder and Bervante stated, “Your vow is heard and witnessed.  I wish you two the best Lord Jared.”   Nearly at the same time Prince Alexander had spoken, “ Sister I wish for many things, but I want you to be happy.  Your vow has been witnessed.”  Nessandra nearly tossed his paws away as she jumped in for a hug and among the cheers which grew by the second they kissed passionately.

The mood became festive as the musicians started playing and literally like magic dozens of servers began handing out wines or alcohol as cheers and personal toasts were made.  The couple stayed put as many around them called out well wishes those few who wanted a word took the steps down waiting to be acknowledged even if it was a simple glass raised or a nod before stepping back.  It seemed that slowly the entire cathedral worked its way around the pair to congratulate them before Lorran was seen taking the stairs with two guards letting Jared know it was time to leave.  It still look a while being stopped every few feet by those around them even with a full escort of guards slowly clearing the way in front of them.  Half way through the southern hall Nessandra gave him a kiss and sat with Alex wishing him a good night with a serious kiss and a more serious promise to have some private time together soon.  When he finally did get back to his bed that night he fell asleep instantly and had a greatly needed restful sleep knowing that with the final party and the auction still tomorrow he had made more than enough to give Talistad enough funds to keep things going for more than a decade.

The ferret had tried at first to keep track on each of the items sale price and the approximate commission that had been earned but with less than half of the items sold he simply gave up.  Too many things were happening and in all honesty it seemed pointless to count each piece since most things were selling for more than what most of the actual sellers were hopping for even with the subtraction of the commission.  In fact there had been only one item so far that had barely made it past it's opening bid but with the last item sold that was by the same seller Jared felt more at ease since there had been a fierce bid by Bervante and two others which drove the price well beyond what would be considered top of the market.  

The fact was Bervante was the truly amazing one to Jared, bidding more often than anyone on nearly every item and it seemed that between him and his main competition, a Master Thinsel, together ended up driving prices to their top mark.   Add to that his own items, which once again seem to get more bids and notice leaving him with more of his own profits that were greater than he expected which meant their higher sale added to the fundraising total.  Especially the Shaliah porcelain, the slightly better one had been purchased by Bervante for double what he had quoted for Jared months earlier, while the second one had sold near to the better ones original estimate.  

The other thing he realized was happening was that the bidding speed and amounts had slowly been increasing and excitement and tension seem to build with each item that passed auction.  Originally he had planned for four hours with a possible extra hour if needed allowing for a short twenty minute break once half the times were sold.  Currently though the halfway mark and break had passed barely and hour and a half in and now things seemed to be racing towards completion.  The auctioneer seemed eager as well giving a bare minimum description before taking bids even taking a first bid before the intro entirely as the bearer barely finished placing the item.  At barely three hours the auction paused for ten minutes so the final items could be brought in.

Although many had stepped away from their chairs not one person left the hall, most eagerly watching as the wing items were brought in and displayed each in its own spot instead of trying to combine them.  The ferret had allowed the auction house and the wings to have final say over their items rather than give his own opinion figuring this would be the wings true work and hopefully show that they could actually work together.  If fact each of the wing leaders were present including Shalmit who was actually causing a small fuss forcing the rug beneath their chair to be moved slightly before setting a white silk drape over the back.  Each wings lead had gotten directly involved with their piece making sure the item had its best display.  Crimson had left both doors open and added in two elegant and obviously expensive vases inside on the top shelf with a hand painted Tomlind plate on the lower one.  Silver had carefully stacked all the journals in a slim half bookcase with a podium displaying a half blank journal.  Minister Turkin had informed him that morning that they had just finished writing out his entire weeks work with the final page detailing his and Nessandra's vows that had been adding that very morning.  It also included the current economy, the reconstruction projects that were ready to start, and the populations first feelings of hope.  Finally Lavender's desk had its own addition of a solid chair and a black mat and pen set with three books that were on war theory's and battle tactics stacked on the corner.    Jared had no doubt that each piece, including Silver's item could be sold on its own making a fair profit, the question now was what was each wings individual treasure worth as a set.

The auctioneer took well over ten minutes going over each piece and explaining that ONLY the items themselves were to be bid on and that each wing was to receive fifteen percent of the sale leaving the final forty percent to be added to the auctions fundraising.  However he also had a surprise before he opened for bidding,  “Lastly I am to inform all that the opening price of five hundred thousand has already been topped by a one million dollar bid and a request to raise increments of a hundred thousand.  We have accepted the proxy bid but will hold back the second request instead requiring bids to be at least fifty thousand unless you are making a final bid.”

While there was some small grumbling most realized that the jump was likely going to happen anyways and Jared had a serious belief that Bervante was the one responsible.  It only took six bids to reach two million and another dozed to reach three.   After that Jared didn't bother counting since things started to finally creep forward at fifty to a hundred thousand often with a good pause in between with again the exception of Bervante who often but up a quick bid every third of fourth time.  It didn't take long for the ferret to finally pick out the three who he felt were more than just hopeful about gaining the bid and he also felt that each of them were bidding for proxies.  Jared only saw Bervante pause once signaling the auctioneer to pause and many watched as he stated a thirty second pause for consolation but when he looked at the other two main bidders he saw another similar orb being held by one of the others as well.  Bervante's next bid was four million which was quickly countered by four and a quarter which at that point seemed to exclude all other bidders with in the next few minutes the final sale went to Bervante at four million, eight hundred and fifty thousand which caused huge cheers as the other bidder stood and bowed to the bird before sitting back down placing the orb on his lap.   If it weren't for the fact that most of those present were high ranking, wealthy, or even low nobility Jared would have though cheering and shouts would have been appropriate instead of the nearly four minutes of clapping that began.  Afterwards the auctioneer acknowledged the sale to the proxy bidder and the announcement of just over seven hundred and twenty-seven thousand were being given to each wing and the remaining nearly two million were to be added to Talistad's reformation efforts and that the end of the auctions total earnings were over four and a half million.  

Jared's grin couldn't have been bigger, adding in the approximate total of seventeen and a half million that was the weeks full total so far, he could guarantee over twenty million which would surely give them plenty of time to set their plans in motion for the future.  He felt Cassie give him a strong squeeze from inside not even saying a word as she pressed against him and again feeling that little mirroring of happiness from something beyond the two of them.  

Of course he spent the next hour speaking with the wing leads, shortly with Minister Turkin but that was because they would be having lunch together shortly and very shortly with Shalmit who walked strait up to Jared and stated,  “Our wing is highly disappointed, but you do have our thanks for your work.  The money our wing has received will be much appreciated.”  With that the hare turned and left making both of them just stare.  The first to think was Cassie, 'Well if that is truly what this county has to look forward to then I know your daughter will be welcomed by many.  Sadly she will cause much harm and death, but no matter what she has to be better than that.'

They ended up speaking with General Grewlin longer than the Crimson lead only because he one who wished to ask about a great deal more, especially if Jared was willing to return and help their wing promote more about the countries defense.  It wasn't that the Prime minister was against strengthening military forces or defensive outposts but was fully devoted towards rebuilding and restructuring first.  Though Lavender planning on using all its new gained funds on improving defense he was truly hoping Jared would return and speak with minister or perhaps even run a smaller event just for rebuilding the countries defense.  Jared offered nothing, he stated many times that what the general asked was probably needed, but was it needed more than repairing roads or fixing hospitals.  In the end he agreed that if nothing changed in a few years he would be most willing to discuss things.  

“What ever happens General Grewlin I am invested in Talistad's future but first I want to be honest.  I am tired of everything I've been doing this last year.  I want to relax and spend time with Nessandra and some others and learn more about my own lands and responsibilities.  I'm sure you have many worries, and many fears, especially about the future but I know your country is safe enough for a while at least.  With everything that has gone on this last week and its outcome do you think you truly need to fear for your immediate defense, or to be more precise if some force took action against Talistad at this moment would others ignore it.  My other half simply wishes to state if something did go down, especially after we put in such effort and given such hope, she believes that not just her own family but most would be willing to assist your country.  No one is going to be able to start a war or take military action at this moment without getting a continental response.”  Those thoughts left the lead with much to think on and allowed Jared his escape waiving off others with needs of attending to important things and a real wish for food.
  
Lunch was held at a what was the best restaurant in the capital of Bronlam that was completely set aside even though barely thirty people were there.  Besides Jared, Nessandra, and Alexander there was the Prime Minister and the second tier, who were all seated together at the center table, while others who were part of Talistad's main government were stationed at tables around the center one.  Most of the discussion was more of giving out the final totals, exactly how the portions of the current funds were to be spent along with how much was being held for later, and the few minor follow up details.

Jared, by Cassie's wish, informed all that the two statues were being sent to Airbruth Hall where he asked the Minister to please take care and find a spot within the building where they could be displayed.  “You have so little of your past and nearly nothing left from those that came before.  My father was one who truly appreciated history and what we can learn from it.  I  hope you can use those to find more of your history but if not at least they could be used to remind you that if you don't take actions to preserve the present then there is nothing left to teach those who follow.”

There were several who clapped and agreed with the ferret save one, another ferret who voiced a loud complaint, “What do you mean displayed in the Hall.  If anything they should be kept protected and used to help educate out people about the past!”

“You know,”  Jared started as a few grumbles started,  “I am surprised, I don't understand why something that I thought up, commissioned, paid for, and own wouldn't grant me the option on deciding how it should be used.  Especially since all of those who attended the first two days of this weeks events never even got to see them.   I could have auctioned them off, and they would now be in someones private collection, or I could even have taken them home myself.”   The ferret's paw raised making a small twirl turning into Cassie's hand and Jared began to wonder exactly what she was doing as his head changed as well and she continued speaking but with her own voice.  “It seems that every ferret some how dreams they might some how be connected to the old Ferrondance line, especially since the Rodalin empire was part of this areas history.  You should understand Jared's father was an excellent historian and worked in many different nations and I don't think he ever found out if there were truly any descendants from that line.  It is every young ferret right to dream or imagine they might hold some secret blood, but even if you think you had some sort of claim it would be nothing more than a whisper of a dead house.  What ever Jared's true reasons were at having those created, I was the one who asked him to send them to Minister Turkin because it is my hopes that all of Talistad's people could see such wonderful pieces depicting history that is at the edge of being lost.  I do not wish to seem them snatched up into some collection, I do not wish to see someone profit and make money off of them, and I certainly don't wish to see them hidden away for spiritual or personal reasons.  It will be our final gift to the people of Talistad, one they should be able to look upon with out an entrance fee or currying some special favor.   I do not offer them to the Silver Wing and certainly don't wish for Opal to try and enshrine them.  They should be accessible to all including those who visit Talistad, I felt Airbruth Hall was the best place but that doesn't mean they couldn't be used at other events and functions as well to help people remember your history.”   

The next hours were easy, with a load of well wishes to the guests as they ate and made the trip to the train station.  Just before leaving the ferret pulled one of Minister Turkin's officials aside simply saying.  “Listen could you have the ferret from lunch contact me.  I'm not saying she was wrong but Princess Cassandra was just a bit overboard.  I would like to speak with them and just talk for a minute, she felt it wasn't the time or place to hold any sort of argument but I would still like to hear why he objected.”   Though he was assured that nothing needed to be done and Jared certainly didn't need to listen to any complaint the young Lord insisted one last time.  “Please, this has been an eventful week full of success.  I personally don't want to leave something undone.  It would barely take any time but it would mean that I feel my job was completely done, and done right.”  There was nothing to say to that but to assure the ferret he would be contacted soon.  Cassie smirked on the inside as they boarded the train minutes later, 'Now you will have connections to anyone who thinks they might be of the old blood.  We will have that one go looking for us.'  Jared wasn't at all sure about all her actions but at the moment he really didn't mind, nor care, they had all done an excellent job.  Talistad was going to survive for more than a decade, probably two if things ran well, but there was no way Opal was going to take over, his daughter was going to start a new dynasty before that.

It wasn't a huge bed but it did take up most of the compartment which was more than half the train car.  At first Jared felt like he would sleep for days falling asleep rather quickly but with barely an hours sleep he was awake again fighting against the movement that seemed to jostle him just enough every now an then that he really couldn't fall back asleep.  The quiet knock on the door was a surprise considering he had been told by Lorran that he wouldn't be disturbed.  His quiet question to Cassie who seemed to be half asleep assured him that it wasn't her sister and as the quiet knock came again she suddenly startled a little, 'It's Alex.'

“I'm awake.”  Was all Jared said seeing the door open and the young fox slip inside in a plain dress.  They both watched as she locked to door took two steps to sit at the foot of the bed.

“Nessandra said it was okay, but only now.  I know you're probably still not sure but,  Please Jared will you be with me just once.”  He was silent and could feel a grumble of irritation from his other half at her sister.  “I want you Jared, one time, please be with me.”  After a few seconds she added,  “Cass should stay out, I want just you.”

Jared could feel Cassie reaching out towards her twin even while he gave his answer,  “That can never be.”  The look she gave him made him feel worse that she had ever made him feel before.  “Alex, you can't have one with out the other.  Nessandra understands that, she takes both of us.  Can you?”

“But, What?”  The young vixen asked confused.

“It can never be just me and you.”  Feeling her wish he let Cassie take over changing their body,  “Would you take Jared like this?”  She asked,  “You danced like this at my birthday party, are you able to be with him like this?”  The thoughts she put out to Jared had him wondering if her twin wasn't involved in some way, twisting things around, until Cass explained for both of them.  “Jared and Nessandra have given their vows and you can't even wait a day to try and break them?  No!  I can only allow you to be with Jared IF he was in my body.”  She told him.

'But that won't work.  How can I be, How will I get what I, Please Cassandra, just once.”  She begged.

“No little brother.  You take him as your male half or not at all.”  Cassie stated, suddenly gasping and shaking her head.  

“Together, or not at all Cass.”  Jared pushed back.  He moved their body scooting over and down the bed pulling Alex into a hug.  “I will be together with you like this, just us, though Cass will be there.  Once we are done you have to be with Cass in my body.”  He could feel his other half cringe a little but he could also feel her understand and accept his plan.  “You need someone who can love you just the way you are Alex, ALL of you.  We are willing to try this one time but you have to make that decision.  You can not have one of us, so will you take both of us?”

He could feel Alex grip tighter to him claws digging into his back as she tried to press as hard as she could against him.  “I know I can never have you, and if all I can have is half.”  She choked biting back a sob as she shook slightly.

“Alex you don't understand.”  He struggled with her trying to force her arms back so he could look at her.  Finally getting a little space he grabbed her chin and deeply kissed her muzzle, in a few seconds the two were ravenously feeding off each other.  Finally breaking their jaw lock he pushed her back for a breath.  “It doesn't matter what my body looks like.  You get ME, and your sister too.”  He tacked on.  “That doesn't mean you have half, or even leftovers.  I am with you right now, and that is all that matters.”  She was crying now but he could tell it wasn't the near heartbroken feeling she had moments before.  “You of all people should understand that what I look like should not matter, only what is on the inside is important.”  Alexandria couldn't take it thrusting herself as Cassandra's body knocking it to the bed as she engaged herself in another kiss while yanking on their shirt ready to rip it off.  It took some effort but Jared rolled them over pushing the younger vixen against the bed as he leaned over her.  “There has been several times I've wanted to see you naked Alex but there is one thing I truly want to know at the moment.”  His paw touched her nose then gently traced down her chin, Alex began shivering once he got past her neck and was running one finger down her chest.  It wasn't easy but the male moved their body down the bed so his paw and finger could continue its track down the other's body.  When he got to her crotch he placed a full paw on it gently giving a soft rub feeling a definite lump of something there.  “As much as I know you want to be taken Alex, I want to explore every part of you.”   He smirked moving forward to give a quick peck on her nose.  “I imagine you haven't had much experience in the male role, and I'm not that experienced in the female role, but if you want I will take the lead for this dance too.”

“You can take me Jared, you can both take me.”  She said raising a paw up to pull his head down for another kiss.

Jared woke later feeling the body next to him snuggle closer.  His paws reached out enfolding the other body next to him but feeling puzzled as he felt not just blankets but clothing as well between them.  He opened his eyes hearing a light giggle to his questing paw that had stroked the clothed back of the female next to him.  It was dark and the only light was a very dim provided by the small bulb over the cabins door.  Feeling her lick over his muzzle he recognized who it was, “Ness?”

“So how was it?”  Trying to figure out what had happened she licked him again and felt Cassie shift and wake from what he knew was her rousing her twin.  “I have food coming, a large sandwich for each of you with some fruit and pastries.  I know you're probably hungry and Cass might be as well.”  He felt one of her paws tugging back the blanket while the other arm wrapped in around his body gripping his rear.  “Besides thanking me Alex said it was better than she imagined and more than she hoped for but wouldn't tell me what you two did.”  

Jared waited feeling Cassie come fully awake registering her sisters last remarks and both of them wondered if they should try and chastise the vixen for pushing Alex into their bed.  “Is this what you wanted?  The day after we spoke our vows?”

Cass warned Jared that his words had irritated her,  “NO.  However there won't be any other time, you should know that Alex is never going to be alone with you again and thankfully Lorran took a nap so I doubt he even knows.  It was her chance and I wanted her to truly feel loved.  Cass stop that, I should know exactly what went on.”   

Jared held back realizing Cassie wanted him to, it was several minutes of silence before the older twin spoke.  “I wouldn't allow Jared to have sex with Alex.  Her chance or not he chose you.”  She stated firmly.

Jared smirked seeing the vixen pull back and try to stare at them in the dim light,  “You can't have one,”  He started glad that Cassie finished, “With out the other.”  The ferret was happy there was enough light to see her eyes widen even thinking he felt a little bit of shock through the twins link.   “He took me, and She took her.”

What ever might have happened stopped as soon as Nessandra smothered Jared's body grinding her privates against him because of the knock on the cabin's door.  With a groan the vixen got up and answered taking a full grip on the heavy tray and setting it on the end of the bed as the door closed behind them.  He sat up as she took one of the plates with a heavily packed sandwich and handed it over holding on to it as he tried to take it.  “She, had sex with you while you were in Cass's body?”

He gave a little tug taking several bites at Cassie's insistence before answering.  “I had her lick me while we inspected her.  He was far better at that than the blow job she tried giving Cass.  After a bit we had sex but of course he was rather fast, though Cassie insisted he lick and use a finger until she got me off.   After that Cass instructed her on how to please her before she did take her to what we think was several orgasms, I uh.  Well I sort of fell asleep before Cassie finished.”

“She was fully satisfied, both sides of her.  She now has what she needs and understands that I won't allow it to happen again.”  Cassandra stated.  “She wanted Jared, what she got was both of us which I know helped her out way more than she realized.”  Jared had eaten half of the sandwich while they had spoken and made the decision to fully change their body so Cassie could have some as well.  Honestly the pair wasn't sure when the last time she had eaten was, realizing it might have been more than two days, not that she had been in control since the twins had their function but she started wolfing down the food including starting on the second sandwich.

Nessandra moved them over enough to sit with them once they had started on the second sandwich holding a plate of small danishes which Jared took the first bit of a few moments later.  With an arm that wrapped around them Nessandra poured out her feelings of gratefulness and appreciation to her twin while she hugged Jared.  “Thank you both.  I don't care if it's right or wrong.  I had to hold Alex as she sobbed after begging me, it was difficult.  Every time I've spoken to her since it was all I could remember.”  “We know.”  Jared interrupted her.  “Yes well, you didn't get to see her a few hours ago.  It was like, I can't really explain it beyond saying she was whole and happy.  She barely said anything besides thank you as she hugged me but it was like she was shinning.  What we need to do now is figure out how to find someone that can love both sides of her.”

“Ness.”  Jared stated suddenly pushing an idea at his other half as he tried speaking,  “What we need to do is find two people.  One who can escort the princess and one who will be a consort for the prince.”  The three of them all saw the potential of what he said and Jared continued and added to the groan Nessandra started.  One of the best ideas was going to be the one that required the most work.