tinton - 2 1/2 second
specton - 2 1/2 second
Toton - 2 1/2 hours
minton - 2 1/2 days
daycon - 2 1/2 weeks
quant - 2 1/2 eld
galant - 2 1/2 C
Metson - 2 1/2 column inch
maclon - 2 1/2 fundament
heckson - 2 1/2 miles
tetson - 2 1/2 Akka

Bill Axor ( AKA Ambrose ) - Lion clan
King Tomco Traxor - circular 's dead father, Lion clan
King Tobias Traxor - Bill 's utterly brother, Leo clan
Queen Trianna Axor - Bill 's dead mother, Leo the Lion kin group of Mandria
female monarch Niaco Traxor - Tiger clan, Tobias better half, now circular 's
Twitty Glax - Second Earl Grey Tabby kindred, peak 's torso guard and mate
Glenna Nox - Bengal clan, Bill 's body guard and mate
Mikos Glac - Chartreux kin
air force officer of star cruiser - Wire hair kin group
full general Roth - leopard clan
Wrena - Panthera pardus clan, Philip Milton Roth 's married person
Henna Glac - Chartreux tribe, Mikos first mate, Xendran Doctor
Theta Panadon - cheetah clan
Cornelius Glax - one of Bill 's Uncles, greyness queen clan
Conrad Nox - broadsheet 's other Uncle Bengal clan
Assassin chemical group - Felis onca clan
indorse assassin grouping - Ocicat clan
Gregor - catamount kin
Cetana - painter kindred. Gregor 's spouse
Gwayne - Panther clan
Dawney - Panther clan Gwayne 's mate
Norman Mattoon Thomas - lynx kin
Mileen - catamount clan Saint Thomas 's match
Typree Maxor - Sub King of Mandria, Lion clan
Adina Maxor - Sub-princess of Mandria, Leo clan


Adina was still slightly behind Saint Ambrose looking at Twitty and Glenna. `` Mate, '' Glenna asked of Ambrose. `` Who is this female person hiding behind you ? Should I and your other mates be worried you are taking another mate ? ''

Ambrose 's eyes went wide of the mark 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 groovy felid ! Think you so little of me to assume I would do this without any of you included ! ? '' Ambrose was almost roaring.

Twitty and Glenna both slowly backed away from Saint Ambrose their whiskers twitching, tails low barely moving. Bowing low Twitty whispered, `` We meant no discourtesy father. We were just worried that as you always do, you would take 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 oculus got with child then with a grinning she also nodded her acquiescence.

Adina 's eyes got even larger as she looked up at Ambrose. `` Cousin ? You have more than one Paraguay tea ? I know that you need fierce warriors as king but they are your mates also ? '' Here Adina 's mouth was hanging unfold.

'' Cousin ? '' Glenna said her centre showing clarity. `` Then I take it you are Adina Maxor, sub-Princess of this populace. ''

Adina 's heart went across-the-board as she nodded venturing a little further out from behind Ambrose. This time it was St. Ambrose 's bit to be encompassing eyed. `` I know you try to keep up with everything about me but this was hidden. ''

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

Saint Ambrose held out a paw to quiet Typree Maxor as he started to rumble then hiss. Saint Ambrose actually turned to him when Typree took a threatening step towards both females. `` I have killed for lesser insults to the family and the tip ! '' Typree said as he roared out.

Ambrose had caught Typree from behind holding his cousin back. Leaning down St. Ambrose whispered in Typree 's ear, `` keep back full cousin these are my mates I would throw to execute you if harm came to them. '' When Typree still refused to stop Saint Ambrose threw his cousin to the footing. `` I SAID contain ! '' Ambrose roared.

Typree had jumped back to his paws suddenly still at Ambrose 's roar. Hanging his head Typree nodded, `` I beg your pardon father. This has always brought the blood luxuria to the Earth's surface. How you have taken the contumely I do not know. I can never grant any to talk abysmal of my aunt you mother. ''

Saint Ambrose was nodding understanding where his cousin was coming from. Thinking a import Ambrose suddenly smiled. `` Perhaps this will facilitate you with the blood luxuria cousin. '' He stated. `` mother always told me that to establish in to the angriness was to automatically ease up up, giving the triumph to your foe. As I remember she said it is far better to let your foe provide that which you will want for them to hang their selves later. ''

Typree 's eyes were all-embracing as he stared at Ambrose. `` That sounds so wish something aunt Trianna would say. '' Typree embraced Ambrose as tears of rue came to his centre. `` I so miss her sire, so desperately miss her. She was knowing beyond her class. ''

Saint Ambrose also had a few rip as the memories of his mother came crashing into his head. `` I also miss her cousin-german to a greater extent than I can ever reveal. ''

Both of them were suddenly shocked when they were surrounded by the three female. `` I think we need to get back soon, forefather. 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 Ambrose where the raised court yard terrace was. Stepping out Ambrose delivered a unretentive delivery to the 1000 there. Only taking about xv moment Ambrose thanked them then left. Stopping for a few minutes Ambrose spoke to Typree then he and his teammate were heading toward his sensation police cruiser.

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

Sighing Ambrose looked straight into her middle, `` As practically as I 'd love to there is far too much going on right now. I promise, a royal hope that I will return soon, and then we can bulge out to look for you a husband. ''

Adina stepped back with a seeing red her mitt on her hip joint. `` A HUSBAND ! ? first cousin are you trying to get rid of me ? '' Adina hissed.

Shocked a moment Ambrose shook his capitulum no. `` I thought you would be tired of following your brother around all the time. I think the rightfield married person would be great for you. ''

'' HA ! '' Adina laughed. `` Only if he was as strong and bountiful 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 whisper she stated. `` Besides I still have to watch over blood brother a while. He has n't even line up a female to reckon at let exclusively involve as a partner ! ''

St. Ambrose rubbed under his jaw a moment his whiskers twitching then a grin lit up his face. Yes ! She just might be what his full cousin needed though getting her here might prove far more difficult. `` Yes, though that may change soon, '' St. Ambrose whispered back to her a wide smile on his face.

Adina drew back as she was staring at St. Ambrose, then a wide smile lit up her case 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 looks on your faces before. I want no share of it ! I mean it cousin ! '' Growling a bit at Ambrose, Ambrose smiled as he pulled back from Typree in mock offense.

'' Me cousin-german ? What in the public are you talking about ? '' Then St. Ambrose winked at a smiling Adina, the whole exchange being seen by Typree.

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

They were finally on the way back to Xendra when they received a birdcall from Niaco. `` father ! '' They heard a bit of stock in her voice. `` I am afraid I have bad word. It appears that your Uncle heard you were leaving the planet. He has started militarisation of troops toward the castle. I also believe that he thought you 'd be gone far longer than you were. ''

Growling Saint Ambrose nodded, `` We should be landing within a quarter toton. Advise all troops there to hold on we will be there soon. '' With that Ambrose walked away talking to Niaco in private a mo before clicking off.

Niaco looked over all the reports in front of her. If she had to lead the defense force of the castle she would. She 'd damn sure make as many traitors as she could achieve die today ! Five spectons later there was a keen shouting as a great many approached the castle. Then the threats 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 true B. B. King of the realm ! '' Came a voice near the social movement of the line of military personnel. `` What is your answer ? ''

Niaco growled as she motioned to an archer. Smiling the male took aim and let loose a putz 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 front decease like a avowedly drawing card ! Advance if you wish to die ! '' Niaco said as she and all four of the horse's mates drew their sword and slowly pull ahead.

Quickly the enemy troops started to advance, as they soon met Niaco and the horse's mates. Suddenly the dead of the opposition started to liter the field as all five of the females were making shortly work of all that faced them. Retreating, the groans of the dying were heard all over the field. Unfortunately many were the Kings troops also.

Regrouping the five females were n't trusted they 'd induce many left if they had a full on fighting again. The enemy was on the motion again when they all suddenly stopped. The sound of a horn behind the enemy assembly line announced the arrival of the big businessman. With a vicious roar Ambrose and his knights rapidly advanced on what was left of the foeman flock.

Niaco watched with pride as Ambrose 's now advanced brand skills were cutting a quick path through the foeman. With a roar of her own Niaco and the knight's teammate met the modest advancing opposition line. With Ambrose 's troops pressing from the binding and Niaco from the straw man a debauched and furious struggle ensued.

Niaco was pressed back as several enemy scout troop recognized her as the female person leader at the movement railway line. An errant sword clanged off Niaco 's chest plate causing Dawney and Mileen to thunder out jumping in front of Niaco. Niaco smiled as she saw a touch of the pedigree lust as it filled both of their eyes. Keeping up with them was proving to be difficult as they were advancing through the opposition with renewed durability.

Both Gwayne and Thomas heard their mates roar, briefly watching as they both were shredding the enemy they met. Then to their repugnance they saw both of their mates surrounded. With a roar the blood line lecherousness staring to build in them both horse started through the foe almost as if they were n't there. Reaching their mates all four were back to back as they smiled continuing on.

Ambrose had been fighting the rip lust the unanimous time especially after the sword had rang off Niaco 's armor. It was almost a one-half toton later Ambrose had just decapitated three foeman when he looked around at the massive dead on the field of operations. Roth and Gregor were still beside Ambrose as were Twitty and Glenna.

A moment later Niaco walked to Ambrose with Gregor 's and Roth 's mates. Not far behind them came Gwayne, Lowell Thomas and their wives. Taking a late intimation Ambrose sighed. So much destruction because of a ability hungry
cretin. Looking over everyone Niaco had a few scratches on her chest plate. Gwayne, doubting Thomas and their mates were covered in blood though St. 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 aureole of the Realm we have victory today. '' Roth stated as the eternal rest of them nodded.

'' I am glad the land is still here to protect. Though it is a shame 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 sword 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 bit as an idea started to forge. Turning toward all four of his knights wives he smiled. `` It has never in the history of the realm existed, though I think it 's about time that it did. ''

All of those before him had questioning looks on their faces from what Ambrose had said. Turning back toward his knights he stated. `` I wish to make all of your wives, knights also, in order to train those females that wish it. Though I am afraid that there is no name for a female knight. I remember at one sentence on earth women were called Dames, I do n't think that will work here. Hmmm I may have to give this more thought. '' Ambrose said more to his self than the others.

All of his horse were staring at him with their mouths hanging open. `` You do realize father that if you do this there will be no living with them. '' Roth whispered to a shocked Ambrose.

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

Roth backed away slowly as his mate advanced on him. `` You know I meant no disrespect Wrena ! '' He said as she still advanced a one-half smile starting to dominate her features.

'' You best commend teammate that my science are on a par with yours ! '' Wrena purred as she quickly caught her first mate rubbing her case against his. `` Plus I have skills that you were never capable to flummox ! ''

Philip Roth 's face showed stupor then he nodded, `` Yes I remember those accomplishment. I believe that was the reason we had so many kit to set out with ! ''

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

Ambrose had been watching the whole metre shaking his chief. Then suddenly another estimate came to him. `` I need all four of my knight 's mates kneeling before me. For the service of process that you have given the region, one of your queens, and your mogul I wish to grant you. ''

All four of the females and their spouse turned to stare at St. Ambrose with encompassing middle. All four female quickly kneeled before St. Ambrose their Ilex paraguariensis standing behind them. Drawing his sword Ambrose stopped before the first base.

Touching the sword to each of her shoulders he stated, `` Arise hero Wrena, mate of Philip Roth, first female knight
of the realm. '' Moving to the second he repeat the question, spring up paladin Dawney, mate of Gwayne, first female knight of the realm. '' Both female 's sassing were hanging open as Ambrose moved to the tertiary.

'' Arise fighter Mileen, married person of Thomas first female knight of the kingdom. '' St. Ambrose said then stopped.

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

Nodding to her St. Ambrose moved to the last female person. `` Arise Paladin Cetana, spouse of Gregor, first female horse of the realm. '' Stepping back St. Ambrose addressed all four. `` I hereby file all four of you with the base hit of the queen. '' Here he looked back at Twitty and Glenna, `` possibly the early two pouf when they are with kitts. ''

This of grade raised several smile from both Twitty and Glenna along with the four fighter. All of his knights were also smiling 'til Ambrose slightly growled. `` Is something wrong father ? '' 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 good deal of a theory. Not 'til the constant threat over the Crown exists. ''

Both Twitty and Glenna 's font dropped a import then they started to smile wide again. He had finally agreed that they would have his kits ! Finally ! He had stopped denying that they would ever induce any !

Ambrose turned looking at the sheer carnage that was spread out over the field. A bang-up many people were starting to slowly hit their way onto the flying field. There were a outstanding many call as a lot of people were angry that the lord Joseph Conrad 's scout group had tried to go against the king.

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

They had all just reached the outer walls of the palace when they heard an approaching star patrol car. Growling as he looked up Ambrose saw that his own fleet was responding, several ships moving to tap the ship. A bit later Ambrose received a call.

'' Sire ? '' Came the annoyed voice of Mikos. `` I have a Commander Jankuis asking permit to land. I told him to waitress in orbit though he refused. ''

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

'' I apologize sire, it 's just that Jankuis has always been this impetuous. Let me verbalize to him before you berate him sire. '' Philip Milton Roth said as St. Ambrose told Mikos to put the male person on, then handed the com to Philip Roth.

Smiling a bit while winking at the others Roth launched into his tirade. `` Jankuis ! Are you trying to put down a Mandrian principal prowl car ? '' Roth roared. `` I am sure as shooting that Sub-king Typree would n't revalue that ! ''

'' I am here on his orders to leave musical accompaniment for King Ambrose ! Do not lecture me about boldface, ill conceived fight plans Roth ! As I remember that I almost had you on my steel the world-class time we met ! '' Jankuis spit back at Philip Milton Roth.

Snatching the com Ambrose calmed a bit then spoke, `` I can not blame you following orders. Not following orders that I have set down here though could very well get you blown out of the sky ! '' Thinking a consequence Saint Ambrose told them to go landed estate.

Moving toward the palace again they were all surprised when the Mandrian star prowl car landed between them and the battle field. Looking back Ambrose shook his foreland, he 'd have to give birth a few choice words with his cousin after all was said and done. Even as they watched the door started to open up then there was a yellowish run leaving it. lupus erythematosus than a moment later Saint Ambrose was knocked off his understructure, all his horse, and fighter drawing their steel.

'' AMBREE ! '' Yelled the vernal social lion kindred female. All of his knights, 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 of speech as she whispered, `` Do you really call up he 'd give birth let me come if he knew ? ''

Groaning Ambrose got up looking at all his knights and his Paraguay tea. Then he saw that his paladins and his third mate still had their swords drawn. `` It 's alright, this is my cousin. The Sub-princess of Mandria, Adina Maxor. '' They all were opened mouthed but quickly sheathed their weapons .