I know, I know, it's been forever and a half since I've updated this story. Believe me, I have not forgotten it. My muse just disappeared once I got married, and now that a divorce is taking place, I found it again. I plan on finishing this story! I swear to it! I'm a little rusty, so please be patient. The story may be a lil badly worded, but I will bounce back.

Chapter 28: Alone

Phy'zzon was unsure of how else to react to Laverra's sudden break down. He felt a sudden need to stop the tears from flowing down her cheeks. "You must stop this –"

She could not look at him, "Stop what?" she whispered.

"You are unharmed and safe – at the moment, you should take this time to explain yourself before the guards arrive," he stated with a hint of sympathy.

"You care for nothing but the Princess. Why do you bother to ask me a question that you won't even listen to the answer? Why is it, that I am stuck here with no way of getting back to what is left of my family? Why do you keep me here if I don't do anything except take up space?" she stated. "Run your tests, do with me as you wish, but do not just leave me sitting in a room or dungeon and leave me with these thoughts!"

The sympathy and wanting her to stop crying had washed away, replaced with frustration, "What thoughts? I am unaware of the entire situation as to why you are here; we do not have any intentions of harming or vandalizing you. So please do not assume that is what our species does. Your fight with the Princess, however, will not go without punishment. Why did you attack? What good did that do you?"

"Your love for her is pathetic and is wasted. You realize this right? She is playing you as well. You are a fool to believe otherwise,"

"That is of no concern to you," he stated. She is avoiding my questions, toying with my mind. Do not let her keep you off track, Ph'yzzon told himself. "Again, why did you attack?"

"What does it matter? You won't listen to me, no one ever does. So why bother?"

"I do not think that would be a wise decision, Koriand'r. You are speaking out of rage and hurt. Please, take a moment to regain yourself," Galfore was attempting to calm the young Tamaranian down.

Naturally I am furious, how else would one act in my current situation. I have been nothing but nice to her since she first arrived here! "Why is she here, Galfore? What is her purpose? Why does no one tell me what it is I need to know?!"

Galfore wasn't about to just spill everything about the Kelestine Princess. It was none of her concern or burden to bear. He knew very well that if he told her, she would feel obligated to save her. They were similar in Laverra's current situation, and for Koriand'r, it would be like reliving a past that she had tried so hard to forget. "You know I would never leave your questions without an answer my little one, but this one," he paused as he looked deep into her angry, worrisome eyes, "…is one I must let go without an answer. You are not ready to deal with such a matter. Please, go back to your training and I will handle this. Have faith and trust in me. Have I ever steered you wrong?"

Anger was slowly fading, for I knew I could not stay mad or direct my anger towards Galfore. I lowered my head in disappointment in myself, "No, you have never put me in harm's way, nor lead me down the wrong path, I am sorry."

A small smile formed on his old lips, "You have no reasons to be sorry, you have your Mother's love, a fine quality, but you must learn when to apply it."

Laverra was a walking time bomb put on pause. She knew her brother would be disappointed, yet she couldn't help herself. She was furious, and who would blame her? If you were taken away against your will, from everything you have ever known and loved wouldn't you be angry too? All she had was her brother. Now she had to face her future alone, never knowing if maybe, by some miracle, she would be reunited with him. Now she is stuck on Tamaranian planet with no hope of ever getting off.

"So you have no intentions of telling me why you attacked? I do not understand why you are being difficult with us. Princess Koriand'r has done nothing but give you warmth and kindness. Had it not been for her, you would be locked in the deepest and darkest sell known of all Tamara. You are playing a dangerous game Kelestine, one you will not win," Ph'yzzon threatened.

Laverra had been kneeling on her knees, her legs folded under her as if she was meditating. "I attacked because she is a liar. She knows why I am here, and why I can't leave."

He chuckled, "She knows nothing about you, or your species. She is naïve. To think otherwise is foolish of you."

"Then why did I hear her talking about me? Why does it sound like she knows exactly what is going on?" Laverra asked, tears threatening to fall from her black eyes.

"She knows only what she finds on her own. Just because she speaks of you, does not mean she is aware of your situation or imprisonment. The only one here who knows anything about it is Galfore, and he has not told a soul why it is you are stuck here." He paused, glancing over her, "You owe Koriand'r an apology. For she is the one you attacked and it is only she who will show you mercy for it. If I were you, I would beg for your life, for such an act is punished only by death."

"Death would be a relief," she stated with a hint of anticipation.

Ph'yzzon helped Laverra off the floor, lifting her chin with his left hand, "You will get no where with such talk as that. Your situation can not be as bad as you assume it is. Do they not have hope on your planet?" He looked deeper into her eyes, "You are much like Princess Koriand'r. For she was in your place not that long ago, only she was shown no kindness by any means. You shouldn't be so quick to judge."

They both stood there, locked in a gaze that neither one could explain.

"Why are you starring at me that way?" Laverra finally asked.