“Well, I mean,” Wax said, “we’ve got to do as he says.”
“It’s the only proper way to honor the dead.”
He seized her then, pulled her into a kiss, her figure sculpting to his and pushing against him in all the right places. It felt amazing—like they were liquid, aligned, alive, alight.
And yes, a proper butt-grab was involved. It almost toppled them to the side, unbalancing Wax on his good leg. They broke the kiss before an accident could befall them, but stayed close.
“Thank you,” Wax whispered. “For being you.”
“It’s the only thing I am good at,” she said. “Other than throwing cows at people.”
Wax frowned.
“That is something Wayne said on occasion,” she said.
In response to that, he looked to the sky. “Thank you, Wayne. Wherever you are. For letting me have this. Formakingme live.”
She forced him inside then, so he could sit. He wasn’t supposed to put weight on that leg, cast or no cast. Even if he could cheat by making himself lighter.
Unfortunately, Kath had been a little quicker than she’dexpected, and the kids were already back from the Harms estate down-Basin. So Wax, in flagrant disregard for medical instructions, knelt and scooped Max up in an embrace.
“Daddy!” Max said. “You did it! Kath says you did it!”
“Did it?” he asked.
“Stopped the bad guys! Saved the world!”
“I suppose,” Wax said, “I did a little of both. Wayne helped a lot though.”
“Jennid at school,” Max continued, “says that you’realsosupposed to get the girl when you save the world. But that part is stupid. I don’t like girls.”
“What?” Wax said. “Not even Mommy?”
“Dad,” Max said, with an exaggerated sense of long-suffering—as if this were the most obvious thing a boy had ever had to describe. “Mommy’s not agirl,she’s amom.”
Steris smiled, moving over by Kath as Wax took little Tindwyl and held her tight, letting her grab at his sideburns.
“This came for you,” Kath said softly, taking a letter from her handbag. “A short time ago. It looked important.”
“Thank you,” Steris said, taking the letter—which was addressed to her—and noting the governor’s seal on the front.
Her panic was immediate. She’dworried about this. She’dwritten down the possibility, but surely it wouldn’t… it couldn’t…
She ripped it open, her hands shaking with terror. He’dneed a new vice governor, now that he’dformally fired Adawathwyn.Surelyhe wouldn’t…
Dear Steris Harms Ladrian,
I would like to meet with you and discuss a possible appointment in my government. Considering your invaluable service during the recent crisis—
Oh no. Ohno. Not that.
—I have decided to ask you to accept a position as the city’s Disaster Preparations Officer. I would assign you a seat on my council and provide a task force for your use, ensuring the city is prepared and outfitted for any and all potential disasters or relevant dangers.
Please reply with times that will work for you, so we can sit down and talk. On a more personal level, I’d like to give you my most sincere thanks. I am being hailed as a hero and a decisive leader. I would not deserve either of those accolades without your intervention.
Disaster… Preparations Officer?
She blinked.