🗡️ Zorvaan 3 🗡️

"I hope so too," Zorvaan said with a sigh. Kiyana is still in contact with D'Tan. I feel things may get worse before they get better..."

He looked at the others at the table. "I apologise for bringing up politics. I.. have a lot on my mind lately."

a little while. "Once I return to Rator III, I will plan my defection. Perhaps the individual I am to entertain will not be observant and I can use that to my advantage, but I am unsure what sort of entertainment they will want from me."

"It is the daily life of a consort. It is not right and it bothers me, but I have little choice within the Free State. The one good thing is I plan to go to the theatre with Avox who is... comforting, in a strange way," Zorvaan frowned, feeling bad that he would have to leave Beldas, at least for +

seal the deal," He frowned and looked at Beldas. "Typically at such events I am mistreated, yet I need to behave well. It does not usually involve sexual favours, although that is within the scope of requests I must accept. And then I report the event to the Tal'Shiar as it is a political event."

"I will need to go back for a little while," Zorvaan sighed and slowly mixed the sauce in his bowl using the Force. "Kiyana is already back, she tells me our family misses me. Well... There is another house they wish to... bribe and were hoping a gift of my presence for a weekend could +

but there are some individuals I worry about. Colonel Avox, of the Tal'shiar. We are... friends. He suffers there, he suffers in general. He is a monster, but he can't help it. And my sister, I worry about her adjusting to life outside of.. 'the system' if that makes sense."

Considering how useful a consort was when it came to improving relations with other houses, he didn't foresee his exit as peaceful.

"Thank you, Neetelk. I know I have allies with the Twin Republics. Leaving the Free State is... something I know must happen, +

Zorvaan listened attentively to the tale, nodding along and taking Neetelk's journey to freedom. It was similar to what he hoped to achieve although Neetelk had been gifted and granted freedom through Letant and Zorvaan was still bound to the s'Hei.+

"It is difficult to escape such a life as it is all I have ever known.." Zorvaan looked towards Neetelk and Cal and then back at Beldas. "But I am happy to have you and the Twin Republics. I feel safe here with you."

"They and the Tal'shiar. Yes, that is true. I am happy to be your bondmate, you make me immensely happy. I am not used to feeling such strong emotions in any situation. I find myself thinking of you quite a bit. In different situations..."

Zorvaan smiled at Beldas' expression. "Yes, the caste is very strict. I am glad to be part of the s'Hei for that reason. Although my status within the house will never rise above consort. It is an honourable position, but I am property of Maiek. Even in his death. Kiyana owns me now, technically."

"That is impressive and you certainly deserved your rank. You are a strong leader and patient and so many things," Zorvaan stopped eating so he could just admire Beldas for a few seconds.

I do not want to bother my bondmate with things from the other universe. A Vorta doing telekinesis is already strange enough. I think I can overlook it. I should have been able to fight back...

I do not want to ruin anything for Basil or Jerdaan...

Zorvaan fell to the ground and looked very sad. Thankfully, Cal arrived to help him back to the shuttle so they could return to Beldas' ship.

Zorvaan's eyes widened and he tried to move, but he was frozen in place. He couldn't even scream for help.

"I.... think I am going to leave this conversation here. I think you are making the right choice leaving your past in the past. I am going to go back to my ship now."

"The Rebellion and the Twin Republics and D'Tan are all on the same side of history, just different places. I will not argue with you though, Basil. We are fighting to make the galaxy a better place."

"I do not see you as my enemy. We are both serving the Romulans, D'Tan and the Twin Republics. We are on the same side, fighting the same oppressive force. The Empire is evil. Both Galactic and Star."

"That's good. I understand you had a lot of anger there. Hopefully you can find peace with D'Tan and the Subcommander."

"Yes, it's lovely. I have been spending time with Commander Tol and Neetelk I think the name is. It's been relaxing. I like being away from work for a while. I still have training and meditation to keep up with, but that is a relaxing activity for me."

Zorvaan stepped off the shuttle alone, with Cal waiting and hiding. He did not trust Second Sibling, even if he knew things would be Very Bad ™ if they acted up.

"Basil."

".... Alright," Zorvaan picked up his PADD and sent a message to Cal telling him to meet at the shuttlebay. Of course he was going to bring Cal. He considered telling Beldas, but his husband needed to command the ship.

Zorvaan was suspicious this could be a trap, but then again, Second Sibling was a guest on Bochra's ship and he knew if they acted up, they'd probably get in trouble and be unable to see Jerdaan.

"Alright. I suppose you want me to go to Subcommander Bochra's ship?"

Zorvaan looked at the flashing light, confused why someone in this universe aside from his Master would be messaging him. Cal was currently having a nap in his guest quarters.

"Shaoi dan?"

"Hijacked -- ah... That sounds like something Master Kestis has done. Last time we were in his universe, we assisted with hijacking military.. .attack machines, and using them to evacuate prisoners. It was... explosive."

"I look forward to living with you within the Twin Republics. I am unsure what sort of fallout I'll need to deal with on Rator III. Unfortunately neither of you would be welcomed there, especially Master Kestis."

"It is space magic, yes. I am physically weaker than most species, so I am trying to hone my.. magic, to make up for that weakness. It is not just telekinesis, it's other abilities but i can really only do a little healing and telekinesis."

"It's a new ability... it uses something called, 'The Force'? It is something a person is born with..." Zorvaan picked up the chopsticks and grabbed some cooked vegetables.

"I see. I cannot taste spicy but I had to learn about proper mixing of spices as consort training," Zorvaan stated, flaring his frilly ears and smiling slightly.

He held his hand over the pot of broth and swirled it slightly using his newly trained telekinesis.