Heart Sight by Robin D. Owens

Heart Sight by Robin D. Owens

Author:Robin D. Owens
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2017-12-05T05:00:00+00:00


Twenty-one

Vinni’s heart constricted. Invited into her home now, and casually, as if Avellana had never thought of abandoning him. But this was her place, not in any way his or theirs. Rather reluctantly, he walked through the double doors and—the house already smelled, felt, like Avellana. He didn’t know how that could be unless she’d been hooked into the energy of Antenn and his crew during the raising and Vinni had failed to notice.

The open interior of the first story surprised him, and he caught a flash of Avellana’s swirling robe and glanced up. The center of the house featured a fancy greeniron staircase spiraling upward through the floors, surrounded by open space. The second level looked like it had rooms walled off, and a central inner balcony around the stairs.

He ran up the twisty steps to the third story, about a third of the size of the first two, again all one chamber. The floor-to-ceiling round-topped windows gave a three-hundred-sixty-degree view of . . . everything. To the west shone the rippling waters of the Great Platte Ocean; to the south, hills rising into mountains; and not too far away on the plain, the road to Gael City. Turning, he saw more of the plain and rolling hills to the east. And to the north the Hopeful Cathedral stood proudly, then in the distance, the tiny smudge of Druida City, the bulk of which was the starship Nuada’s Sword. He couldn’t discern T’Vine Residence on his hill.

He looked away from the horizon and focused on the township itself, Multiplicity Community Center due east, the four unique homes dotting the area below.

“I want one,” he said abruptly. He’d promised Avellana’s governess that he’d buy a place the night before, but now he truly wanted something of his own. Not generational. Something new.

Blasphemy! At least his Family would say so. And if he let the tiniest whisper of that feeling out to his huge castle Residence, it would hurt the intelligent home’s feelings. He’d have to be careful.

And he wanted to be part of a community, not just his Family, or the highest status of all of Celta, the FirstFamilies. New faces, new neighbors, out of the rut he just realized he’d somehow fallen into.

“Oh, Muin. I can feel your yearning.” She glanced at his face, then the valley. She took his hands, brushed a kiss over his mouth. “But if you want, I will share this with you.”

“A generous offer, but I want one of my own. Something designed for me.”

“Good idea,” a dusty and sweaty Antenn replied, boot heels clattering on the last of the stairs. He strode to the southeastern windows, set his hands on his hips, and nodded. “Exactly as planned. Damn, I’m good.” Then he glanced at Vinni. “And your reaction is exactly what I hoped for. People wanting something new instead of living in old buildings constructed by our ancestors. After all, those folk came from Earth. We are Celtans. Native born to this planet.”

Avellana nodded.



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