Sunday’s Serving – Clan Beginnings: Clan, Honor, and Empire (WIP)

            Nivere’s throaty voice was filled with pride.  “My son, I am always glad to see you.  Will you join your parents for dinner tonight?”

            Gegra answered for Rajhir.  “Of course he will.  We can conclude our discussion over the meal.”

            Rajhir might have loved Nivere, but he would give her no ammunition against his father.  He managed to keep disappointment from his expression and did not voice a complaint though he’d hoped to have dinner with his visiting Matara friend.  He could still arrange to lure her into sleeping with him to properly enjoy his last night as a carefree youth.

            As hard as he tried to school his face to betraying nothing, Nivere seemed to pick up on his reluctance anyway.  She gave him a secretive look before saying, “It will be only a light meal.  Our Imdiko has his presentation to the fellows tonight at a late dinner party we are to attend.”

            Gegra sighed.  “I’d forgotten about that.  Perhaps Rajhir would care to hear his father’s talk on the growing concerns of Nobek childhood education?”

            Rajhir could have groaned.  Now not only was dinner with a willing and delightful female off the table, but he’d miss out on the chance for a good fuck.

            Once more, Nivere seemed to read his mind.  “Oh, I’m sorry, my son.  I am sure as much as you wish to support your father’s work, you’ll understand that the auditorium will be filled to capacity.  Perhaps you can attend Utim’s next speech?”

            Her wink made a grateful smile cover his face.  He gave her a hug.  “I  would be delighted to hear my father’s next presentation.  Please make sure I’m on the invitation list?”

            “Of course I will,” Nivere chuckled. 

            Fearing Gegra might think he’d conspired with Nivere to get out of a long night of duty to his parents, Rajhir turned to his father.  “There has been some discussion in the council about this issue, has there not?  What is their stance on the schooling of Nobek younglings?”

            Gegra came around his desk to join them.  He offered his arm stiffly to Nivere.  She just as stiffly placed her hand on it, barely deigning to look at her Dramok mate.  She tucked her other arm into Rajhir’s, drawing him as close as she kept Gegra distant.

            As if she didn’t walk between them, Gegra answered Rajhir’s question over her head.  “Oh, the early teaching of young Nobeks is always of great concern given their high intellect versus their primitive urges.  Nothing is more important than the welfare of our most numerous breed, especially the youngest ones.”

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