tinton - 2 1/2 seconds
specton - 2 1/2 minute
Toton - 2 1/2 time of day
minton - 2 1/2 days
daycon - 2 1/2 weeks
quant - 2 1/2 years
galant - 2 1/2 centuries
Metson - 2 1/2 inch
maclon - 2 1/2 foundation
heckson - 2 1/2 knot
tetson - 2 1/2 Acre

Bill Axor ( AKA Ambrose ) - Lion clan
King Tomco Traxor - Federal Reserve note 's dead father, social lion clan
king Tobias Traxor - flyer 's dead brother, Lion clan
Queen Trianna Axor - handbill 's abruptly mother, Lion kin of Mandria
pansy Niaco Traxor - Tiger clan, Tobias Paraguay tea, now Bill 's
Twitty Glax - Second Earl Grey tabby clan, bank bill 's physical structure precaution and better half
Glenna Nox - Bengal kindred, Bill 's consistency sentry duty and mate
Mikos Glac - Chartreux tribe
Commander of star cruiser - Wire hairsbreadth kindred
General Philip Roth - Leopard kindred
Wrena - Leopard clan, Philip Milton Roth 's mate
Henna Glac - Chartreux clan, Mikos mate, Xendran Doctor
Theta Panadon - chetah kin
Cornelius Glax - one of Bill 's Uncles, gray Tabby clan
Conrad Nox - posting 's early Uncle Bengal clan
assassin grouping - jaguar kindred
minute assassin grouping - Ocicat clan
Gregor - Felis concolor clan
Cetana - cougar clan. Gregor 's spouse
Gwayne - Panther kin
Dawney - puma kin Gwayne 's Paraguay tea
St. Thomas - Lynx clan
Mileen - Lynx clan doubting Thomas 's mate
Typree Maxor - Sub Billie Jean Moffitt King of Mandria, Panthera leo kin
Adina Maxor - Sub-princess of Mandria, Lion clan


Adina was still slightly behind Ambrose looking at Twitty and Glenna. `` Ilex paraguariensis, '' Glenna asked of St. Ambrose. `` Who is this distaff concealing behind you ? Should I and your former mates be worried you are taking another match ? ''

Ambrose 's optic went encompassing as he stared at both Glenna and Twitty. `` Both of you think that I would take
another mate ? Especially after I already have three ? By the nifty feline ! Think you so little of me to usurp I would do this without any of you included ! ? '' Ambrose was almost roaring.

Twitty and Glenna both slowly backed away from Ambrose their whiskers twitching, empennage low barely moving. Bowing low Twitty whispered, `` We meant no disrespect sire. We were just worried that as you always do, you would make on far too much. '' Then Twitty got a half crooked smile on her face. `` Then again as we have also seen you are most definitely up to the challenge ! ''

Glenna 's eyes got large then with a smile she also nodded her assent.

Adina 's eyes got even bigger as she looked up at Ambrose. `` Cousin ? You have more than one mate ? I know that you need rough warriors as king but they are your match also ? '' Here Adina 's backtalk was hanging open.

'' cousin ? '' Glenna said her heart showing lucidness. `` Then I take it you are Adina Maxor, sub-Princess of this universe. ''

Adina 's centre went wide as she nodded venturing a short further out from behind Ambrose. This time it was Ambrose 's turn to be wide eyed. `` I know you try to keep up with everything about me but this was hidden. ''

Sighing Glenna and Twitty both were shaking their heads no. `` No not really, '' Glenna said as she looked at Twitty. `` It appears that with both of our Father-God this was well known. As a subject of fact father often spoke of the 'bastards'of the kinfolk when referring to Mandria. ''

Ambrose held out a paw to quiet Typree Maxor as he started to growl then hiss. Ambrose actually turned to him when Typree took a threatening footfall towards both female. `` I have killed for lesser insults to the house and the Crown ! '' Typree said as he roared out.

Ambrose had caught Typree from behind holding his cousin back. Leaning down Ambrose whispered in Typree 's ear, `` Hold cousin-german these are my first mate I would feature to run you if harm came to them. '' When Typree still refused to stop Ambrose threw his full cousin to the ground. `` I SAID STOP ! '' Ambrose roared.

Typree had jumped back to his paw suddenly still at Saint Ambrose 's hollo. Hanging his head Typree nodded, `` I beg your forgiveness father. This has always brought the blood lustfulness to the surface. How you have taken the contumely I do not know. I can never permit any to talk abysmal of my aunt you mother. ''

Saint Ambrose was nodding understanding where his full cousin was coming from. Thinking a moment Ambrose suddenly smiled. `` Perhaps this will help oneself you with the blood lecherousness cousin. '' He stated. `` mother always told me that to ease up in to the ira was to automatically give up, giving the victory to your foe. As I remember she said it is far better to let your foe provide that which you will need for them to hang their selves later. ''

Typree 's optic were wide-cut as he stared at St. Ambrose. `` That sounds so the likes of something aunt Trianna would say. '' Typree embraced Saint Ambrose as bust of regret came to his eyes. `` I so miss her forefather, so desperately miss her. She was wise beyond her eld. ''

Ambrose also had a few tears as the memories of his mother came crashing into his mind. `` I also miss her full cousin more than I can ever reveal. ''

Both of them were suddenly shocked when they were surrounded by the three females. `` I think we need to get back soon, father. I fear that your uncle might try something while we are gone. '' Glenna told both of them.

Saint Ambrose untangled his self from all, of them then told Typree, `` Let 's get this over with. ''

Typree nodded as they all took a speeder to the castle. Typree showed Saint Ambrose where the raised court yard bench was. Stepping out Ambrose delivered a short address to the K there. Only taking about fifteen minute of arc Ambrose thanked them then left. Stopping for a few minutes Ambrose spoke to Typree then he and his mates were heading toward his star pleasure craft.

Adina latched onto Ambrose right wing before he boarded. `` You just got here cousin ! It has been far too long. Please stay put a little longer ! '' She cried.

Sighing Ambrose looked straight into her heart, `` As lots as I 'd be intimate to there is far too much going on rightfulness now. I promise, a royal hope that I will riposte soon, and then we can lead off to wait for you a husband. ''

Adina stepped back with a huff her paws on her hips. `` A HUSBAND ! ? full cousin are you trying to get rid of me ? '' Adina hissed.

Shocked a present moment Ambrose shook his head no. `` I thought you would be tired of following your brother around all the meter. I think the right mate would be great for you. ''

'' HA ! '' Adina laughed. `` Only if he was as strong and handsome as you ! No I do n't think there is another out there like you. So as you see I am doomed to be a kittless female person. '' Then in a rustle she stated. `` Besides I still have to observe over brother a while. He has n't even found a female to look at let solo take as a match ! ''

Saint Ambrose rubbed under his jaw a mo his whiskers twitching then a smiling lit up his face. Yes ! She just might be what his cousin needed though getting her here might try out far more unmanageable. `` Yes, though that may change soon, '' Ambrose whispered back to her a wide smile on his boldness.

Adina drew back as she was staring at Ambrose, then a wide-eyed smile lit up her typeface also. Both of them glanced briefly at Typree then smiled at each other.

'' I know that you two are up to something again ! '' Typree suddenly interjected. `` I 've seen those tone on your faces before. I want no voice of it ! I mean it full cousin ! '' Growling a bit at Ambrose, St. Ambrose smiled as he pulled back from Typree in mock offence.

'' Me cousin ? What in the world are you talking about ? '' Then Ambrose winked at a smiling Adina, the all central being seen by Typree.

'' Whatever the two of you have planned forget it ! There is far too much to do before I can even recollect of anything else ! '' Typree said causing Ambrose to nod.

They were finally on the way back to Xendra when they received a call from Niaco. `` Sire ! '' They heard a bit of strain in her representative. `` I am afraid I have bad newsworthiness. It appears that your Uncle heard you were leaving the satellite. He has started militarization of scout group toward the castle. I also believe that he thought you 'd be gone far thirster than you were. ''

growl Ambrose nodded, `` We should be landing within a tail toton. send word all troops there to hold on we will be there soon. '' With that Ambrose walked away talking to Niaco in buck private a moment before clicking off.

Niaco looked over all the report card in figurehead of her. If she had to lead the defense of the palace she would. She 'd damn sure make as many double-crosser as she could reach die today ! Five spectons later there was a heavy shouting as a great many approached the palace. Then the threat started.

'' To those in the palace ! Surrender now and all will be spared this you have on the word of the great Lord Joseph Conrad Nox ! The honest king of the realm ! '' Came a voice near the front of the line of military personnel. `` What is your answer ? ''

Niaco growled as she motioned to an bowman. Smiling the male took aim and let unloose a shaft that quickly found the pharynx of the speaker. `` Tell the great faker to the throne that he is a coward not to be here to face death like a true leader ! Advance if you wish to die ! '' Niaco said as she and all four of the knight's better half drew their swords and slowly advanced.

Quickly the enemy troops started to pass on, as they soon met Niaco and the horse's mates. Suddenly the dead of the enemy started to liter the landing field as all five of the female were making short work of all that faced them. Retreating, the moan of the dying were heard all over the field of operation. Unfortunately many were the king troops also.

Regrouping the five female were n't for sure they 'd induce many left if they had a full on scrap again. The foe was on the move again when they all suddenly stopped. The phone of a automobile horn behind the foe lines announced the arrival of the top executive. With a vicious thunder Ambrose and his knights rapidly advanced on what was left of the foeman troops.

Niaco watched with pride as Ambrose 's now advanced sword skills were cutting a quick path through the foe. With a yowl of her own Niaco and the knight's first mate met the humble advancing opposition line. With Ambrose 's troops pressing from the back and Niaco from the front a tight and furious struggle ensued.

Niaco was pressed back as various enemy troops recognized her as the female leader at the front descent. An errant sword clanged off Niaco 's chest home plate causing Dawney and Mileen to yawl out jumping in front of Niaco. Niaco smiled as she saw a touch of the rake lust as it filled both of their middle. Keeping up with them was proving to be difficult as they were advancing through the opposition with renewed strength.

Both Gwayne and Thomas heard their partner roar, briefly watching as they both were shredding the enemy they met. Then to their horror they saw both of their mate surrounded. With a roar the blood lust staring to build in them both knights started through the enemy almost as if they were n't there. Reaching their Paraguay tea all four were back to back as they smiled continuing on.

Ambrose had been fighting the pedigree lust the unscathed time especially after the brand had rang off Niaco 's armour. It was almost a half toton later Ambrose had just decapitated three enemies when he looked around at the monumental dead on the athletic field. Philip Milton Roth and Gregor were still beside Ambrose as were Twitty and Glenna.

A moment later Niaco walked to Ambrose with Gregor 's and Philip Roth 's partner. Not far behind them came Gwayne, Thomas and their married woman. Taking a abstruse breather Ambrose sighed. So much death because of a power hungry
half-wit. Looking over everyone Niaco had a few scratches on her chest home plate. Gwayne, Thomas and their fellow were covered in blood though Ambrose hoped none of it was theirs.

Roth, Gregor, Twitty, and Glenna were also covered in blood though he knew none of them had been injured. Ambrose nodded to all of them, then was shocked when all of them bowed to him. `` For the glory of the Realm we have victory today. '' Roth stated as the rest of them nodded.

'' I am gladiolus the realm is still here to protect. Though it is a ignominy that my coward of an uncle was so afraid to be here today. I vow that we will end his life soon ! '' Here Ambrose had raised his blade roaring at the sky.

'' We four knights re-pledge ourselves to you the king to bring that to reality ! '' Roth said as the others all nodded.

Ambrose rubbed his whiskers a moment as an idea started to form. Turning toward all four of his knights wives he smiled. `` It has never in the history of the region existed, though I think it 's about metre that it did. ''

All of those before him had questioning looks on their faces from what Ambrose had said. Turning back toward his knight he stated. `` I wish to make all of your wives, knight also, in parliamentary procedure to develop those female person that wish it. Though I am afraid that there is no name for a female knight. I remember at one time on solid ground cleaning lady were called Dames, I do n't think that will forge here. Hmmm I may get to yield this more than sentiment. '' Ambrose said more to his self than the others.

All of his knight were staring at him with their sass hanging open. `` You do actualize sire that if you do this there will be no aliveness with them. '' Roth whispered to a shocked Ambrose.

'' We can all still hear you mate ! '' Philip Milton Roth 's mate growled.

Roth backed away slowly as his mate advanced on him. `` You know I meant no disesteem Wrena ! '' He said as she still advanced a one-half grin starting to overshadow her feature film.

'' You best remember spouse that my accomplishment are on a par with yours ! '' Wrena purred as she quickly caught her Paraguay tea rubbing her expression against his. `` Plus I have acquisition that you were never able to amaze ! ''

Philip Milton Roth 's typeface showed shock then he nodded, `` Yes I remember those skill. I believe that was the reason we had so many kits to start with ! ''

A sly smile lit up Wrena 's face as she nodded, `` I know you are n't dead mate. I still posses those acquisition if you wish to see some time.

Ambrose had been watching the whole time shaking his head. Then suddenly another idea came to him. `` I need all four of my horse 's mates kneeling before me. For the serve that you have given the realm, one of your pouf, and your king I wish to grant you. ''

All four of the female and their mates turned to stare at Ambrose with broad eyes. All four female person quickly kneeled before Ambrose their mates standing behind them. Drawing his sword Ambrose stopped before the first.

Touching the brand to each of her shoulders he stated, `` Arise paladin Wrena, married person of Philip Roth, first female knight
of the realm. '' Moving to the second he repeat the motion, arise paladin Dawney, better half of Gwayne, first female knight of the region. '' Both female 's backtalk were hanging open air as Ambrose moved to the third.

'' Arise champion Mileen, mate of Thomas first female knight of the realm. '' St. Ambrose said then stopped.

'' It 's about time a male recognized our skills. '' She whispered to Saint Ambrose.

Nodding to her Ambrose moved to the last female. `` Arise Paladin Cetana, mate of Gregor, first female knight of the land. '' Stepping back St. Ambrose addressed all four. `` I hereby charge all four of you with the safety of the queen. '' Here he looked back at Twitty and Glenna, `` possibly the other two king when they are with kitts. ''

This of form raised several smiles from both Twitty and Glenna along with the four Paladins. All of his knight were also smiling 'til St. Ambrose slightly growled. `` Is something amiss forefather ? '' Philip Milton Roth asked surprised.

Looking at all ten of them Ambrose stated, `` I said WHEN they are with kitts. Right now that is n't too a great deal of a possibility. Not 'til the constant threat over the crown exists. ''

Both Twitty and Glenna 's aspect dropped a moment then they started to smile wide again. He had finally agreed that they would have his kit ! Finally ! He had stopped denying that they would ever birth any !

Ambrose turned looking at the sheer carnage that was spread out over the field. A peachy many multitude were starting to slowly take a shit their way onto the field. There were a large many shouts as a lot of citizenry were raging that the Maker Conrad 's troops had tried to go against the king.

Finally satisfied Ambrose whispered to Roth a few moments then turned toward the palace. Philip Roth had already called the rest of the troops watching as they started to clear the field, then he turned and hurried after Ambrose.

They had all just reached the outer rampart of the castle when they heard an approaching whizz cruiser. Growling as he looked up Ambrose saw that his own fleet was responding, several ships moving to bug the ship. A moment later Ambrose received a telephone call.

'' forefather ? '' Came the pissed off voice of Mikos. `` I have a Commander Jankuis asking permission to bring. I told him to wait in eye socket though he refused. ''

Roth was almost doubled over trying to control his laugh. `` I fail to see what is so maledict funny, Roth. '' Saint Ambrose growled.

'' I apologize sire, it 's just that Jankuis has always been this impulsive. Let me mouth to him before you berate him sire. '' Roth said as Ambrose told Mikos to put the Male on, then handed the com to Philip Roth.

Smiling a instant while winking at the others Philip Milton Roth launched into his tirade. `` Jankuis ! Are you trying to destroy a Mandrian star cruiser ? '' Roth roared. `` I am sure that Sub-king Typree would n't appreciate that ! ''

'' I am here on his gild to furnish financial backing for King Ambrose ! Do not lecture me about boldface, ill conceived battle plan Roth ! As I remember that I almost had you on my sword the first time we met ! '' Jankuis spit back at Philip Roth.

Snatching the com Ambrose calmed a bit then spoke, `` I can not fault you following orders. Not following parliamentary procedure that I have set down here though could very well feature you blown out of the sky ! '' Thinking a bit St. Ambrose told them to go land.

Moving toward the palace again they were all surprised when the Mandrian lead cruiser landed between them and the battle field. Looking back Ambrose shook his caput, he 'd have to give birth a few option discussion with his cousin after all was said and done. Even as they watched the threshold started to open then there was a xanthous streak leaving it. to a lesser extent than a moment later Ambrose was knocked off his feet, all his horse, and hero drawing their sword.

'' AMBREE ! '' Yelled the young Lion clan female person. All of his knight, plus Ambrose 's mates groaned when they saw that it was Adina Maxor, Sub-princess of Mandria.

'' Adina ! ? '' Ambrose roared. `` Does your brother know you are here ? ''

A sly smile crossed her feature article as she whispered, `` Do you really think he 'd have let me issue forth if he knew ? ''

Groaning Saint Ambrose got up looking at all his knight and his mates. Then he saw that his champion and his thirdly mate still had their brand drawn. `` It 's all right, this is my first cousin. The Sub-princess of Mandria, Adina Maxor. '' They all were opened mouthed but quickly sheathed their weapons .