One dainty white paw held up a listening device.
Zaron snapped at Stoker and Garlance. “Dispose of this immediately. One of you go the cooking center and check on Her Highness and Naffie. We must report this to Juraens and Mark.”
Stoker interrupted Zaron, “Juraens will be here in a tine. I told them we managed the earlier situation; however we need him as soon as possible this morning. We have a security breach. No one has entered the suite since the incident. We can show him the detritus and he and Dr. Stern can begin an investigation. The few people you can absolutely trust will be gathered here this moontine. You can make it known to them then. Garlance and I will work with Juraens, his bonded, and the petite beauty. They can help us search the rest of the manse; to be sure we are safe. Inviting a team, even one of our own, increases the risk of someone implanting another device.”
“So be it.”
::We almost lost our offspring and our fem.::