Ganty jerked up in bed, his heart racing. It had been a dream. Just another dream. He shook his head to try to clear the yelling crowds out of his brain. Deep breaths. His job had some unpleasant perks, and this was one of them. He could still see the blade as it swung towards him. He shook his head again. Think of something else. Through his window he could tell that it was still pitch black outside. What did he have to do today? Ambassador Longtreader was going to be here three days from now. He needed to make sure his uniform was in pristine condition, and tighten the security around Akolan. He didn't want a disturbance to occur while the Ambassador was here. The problem of the disappearing younglings needed to be cleaned up. Find those responsible, and bring them to justice. He wanted to have it over will. Questioning the youngling was probably his best approach. He probably would have a lead or two. What was his name again? The clerk had told him. Benham? Benhim? Benjamin! Yes, that was it, Benjamin Walters. His family hadn't been at their house when his soldier had stormed it. Likely they were also a part of the conspiracy. Five brothers, Two sisters, and a father. Sounded a lot like his family. Gant rolled over. He wondered if any of his own brothers were still alive. He knew his father and sister weren't. He closed his eyes again, and gave a deep sigh. Perhaps he was just going soft, but deep down in his heart he still missed them. "Gan catch!" Gant jumped in the air to grab the high flying ball. The sun shown down brightly through the trees "Vit, if you keep throwing it so high my arms will stretch so long they'll drag on the ground." His friend rolled his eyes. "Perhaps you just need to grow some more." "I am! It's just taking some time." "Will both of you stop talking and just throw the ball." Sayed the even shorter doe on his left. Gant tossed the ball to her, making sure it was right out reach, over her head. She opened her mouth in fane astonishment. Then shook her head as she went to get the ball. "Brothers." Vit laughed. "Sorry, I can't feel your pain. I just have a sister, and she's never a brat." Brittney grabbed the ball with some leaves that she threw into the air letting rain down on her head. "Ok, younger siblings. Now you can have pitty on me." "Brittney, would you stop talking and just throw the ball?" Gant said sweetly. Brittney stuck out her tongue, then tost the ball to Vit who seemed to be the only one catching it today. He tossed back to Gant who dropped it. "Hey, Gan did I tell you that I was able to get a position in Captain Garten Longtreader's special force! I'm now Private Vitton!" "Lucky! I hope I will get to join the army soon! Brittney shook her head. "Boys."