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concerned with every detail of the room's appearance; he wanted to put his
young student completely at ease.
Not, he thought grimly, that could ever be fully acheived. In his
head he reviewed the note Bethsany had sent him describing what Aika Miura had
learned this week of the situation amidst Teltirray's "girls." He new now
that the original report of Teltirray's behavior was only a weak shadow of
a truly abusive nature. And yet, the man could be so convincing in court,
so calm in council. At induction services they would sit nearly opposite
one another at the horseshoe-shaped council chamber. Perhaps what bothered
Darryn most is that more often than not he agreed with the direction
Teltirray took his discussions.
He sighed. Teltirray was not by any imagination a friend. In person
he was frequently cold to Darryn and his associates, although charming when
he needed a vote or two. Darryn knew the chill arose from Teltirray's too-
familiar "disgust" at the male-to-male love Darryn was fond of.
Darryn stoked the fireplace one last time; late fall chill soaked
through his home, chewing up the warmth of summers, lovers, and the
presence of Aimee'. He waited for Aika's to arrive, knowing that it would be
soon.
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