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The Rune Dagaz out of the Extasy Rune Series, and a Terran Times Novel

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"So, Altius." Theo stirred her tea. "You don't seem too happy to be dragging Norsa home."

"I am not. But it is my last duty to her family, and then I am free of obligation." He answered her frankly and she appreciated it. Tea with Altius was another of her small pleasures. When Christy was engaging in difficult manoeuvres or course corrections she didn't want company.

"What will you do then? You are too young to retire." Theo was guessing, but he didn't seem that old.

"I will attend to my own lands and businesses, without the concerns of Norsa's clan." He pinned her with his amber gaze. "What will you do when she weds?"

"Well, the link will be dissolved so I guess I will be going back to working on Alliance cruisers, doing medic and salvage work."

"That brings up a topic I have been wanting to discuss with you. How did you end up as Norsa's link? I hadn't heard that any Terran had undergone the training."

"There is training for it? Wow, I wish someone had shared that tidbit before." A small cookie met its demise in her mouth. She continued after she cleared out the crumbs. "Training may have helped me keep the horny little bugger out of my mind when she was feeling frisky."

The shock on his face could not have been more evident. "You mean she doesn't shield her thoughts during intimate moments?"

"Nope. In fact, I am pretty sure that she turns up the connection just so I get a full dose of her sensations."

His eyes flashed and seemed to burn through her. "That is outrageous. And you agreed to this?"

"I did not have a choice." She refilled her cup and fought for the calm that had come so easily at Kaia Renal. "When we linked something wedged my mind open. I have been unable to draw the connection closed for even a little while. All I can do is to mute the output of her thoughts and actions."

His appalled demeanour did not change, but softened slightly as he noted her distress. "I know what it is to be a link. I underwent the training to assist those who had not the ability or the control to keep themselves in check. It was hard work to stem the overflow of thoughts enough to prevent madness."

Theo smiled and reached out to lay her hand on his. His own distress reached her heart and she felt she had to comfort him in his bad memory. "Is it a Wyoran trait, this inability to control their minds?"

"Yes, I am afraid so. The majority of our population has a high degree of psychic talents. Those who need links have too much power to control without training. They need a strong mind to spill into until they can learn the necessary control. Those like Norsa do not respect the link that keeps their sanity. They use the link as a toy, a servant to abuse. I have linked with a few of those."

"How did you manage?" Her words carried all that was implied, how did he keep his sanity, and survive serving the selfish.

"I had training before I began my first link. The pay that was offered was enough to buy my way into the lower rungs of society. The next link moved me up a rung, until finally I had enough money to keep my family in comfort and own my own land."

"You get paid for this?"

Again he looked shocked, and then resigned. "Because of the sensitive and vital nature of the link, the average six month term will net you a lower nobility in our world. The two years that you have endured will make your payout enough to buy a small house in the country to retire to if you wish. Or to purchase a small asteroid as an investment if you don't."

"I haven't thought that far ahead. Will Norsa set me free before her wedding?"

"Yes, just before. She will link with her groom, and don't think that her family hadn't had to pay through the nose for that one. It is not normally part of the wedding ceremony. He has been in training for months for just that moment."

"I really hope he isn't expecting a virgin on his wedding night."

"Why is that?"

"Because at this moment Norsa is schtupping two crew members in one of the engine rooms."

"What is schtupping I have not heard that word before."

She felt her cheeks pink. "It refers to sexual activity."

He scowled. "She will be with her fiancé in two days, a fiancé that both she and her family have selected, and she is seeking sexual partners on the ship? And then she gives you the overload of her emotional responses? Unbelievable."

She shrugged. "It is simply the way she is, and now that I have a date on which we will be unlinked, I can forgive it a little easier."

His skin seemed to flare black in the bright light of the observation lounge where they were having their conversation. It was fascinating, the red of his skin shifted and flared, darkened and brightened. She was hypnotized by the movement of light on his skin. It took her a few long moments to realize that he had spoken to her.

He cleared his throat and repeated himself. "Has Norsa made arrangements for your clothing at the wedding? You will have to be in attendance until the new link with her husband is forged right before the ceremony. It will then be appropriate for you to be on the bride's side of the room."

"Uh, no. All I have to wear is my ship suits. The Alliance has not seen fit to provide me with anything else. I suppose I will have to find something when we get to Wyora." Suddenly she was uncomfortable. Theo had never been any good at formal wear, she always ended up with a stain or a ripped hem.

"There will be no time. You will have to help Norsa at the public appearances demanded by her new station. She will have to attend several stressful councils and events. She will need her link."

Theo sighed heavily, "Then I suppose I won't have anything to wear."

"I will arrange something for you. There is no reason for you to be embarrassed simply because your link is a self-centered little snob." He set his cup down with a sharp crack. "You represent your species while you are with us, and therefore must be accorded the respect due to an ambassador."

"Are you upset on my behalf?"

"I will speak with you once we have reached Wyora. There are a few things that I need to attend to now." He stood and executed a short bow, then kissed the back of her hand in a manner that had her stomach jumping and her skin tingling. Before she had come to her senses, he was gone.

Her body was humming with arousal and only some of it was from the overflow of Norsa's activities. The rest was focused on the slightly warmed skin on the back of her hand. Oh lord, she could still smell him.

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