Revenants of the Past- Book Two of Selective Breeding

Chapter 62

Ruma slipped into a more refined outfit that Bvelpio had provided for her, a slim form fitting rose gold cocktail dress that shimmered as she walked, with a slit up the side of her leg.

She stepped out of the changing room. "How do I look?" she asked, rejoining the alien's side.

"Lavishing, I'd almost want to make you one of my show pets,"

Ruma glared at him silently.

"Jokes, only." he grinned and walked her further down a hallway until they got to an elevator, which began quickly taking them up. "It was good you pissed him off so much, as he wasn't invited to this party, I was able to take a 2nd, but was trying to avoid having him attend."

Ruma listened, "Why wasn't he invited?"

Bvlepio grimmanced, "He is considered quite a joke among the dark traders. Geildeto had so much prestige, and his nephew well- you have worked and lived with Vassenhilo you understand the difference. Now however there are some who quite love him for the fact that he isn't geildeto."

"I am listening"

"Well- for one Vassenhilo kicked off the half-breed trade of Rindosa's. You know how Geildeto was about your people."

Ruma crossed her arms, remembering the rules her former master had in place. "I know how things use to be."

Bvelpio watched the numbers on the lift go up. "I do have something that scratches at my mind."

Ruma looked over to the man not saying a word.

"You are the epitome of intelligence, or at least for experiments and pets I should say. How or should I better say why did you let Vassenhilo get away with what he did all these years?"

Ruma looked ahead and thought on that. Right before the elevator hit the floor they were to get off on, she responded. "It is easier to turn a blind eye or ignore the pain, if your are simply too stupid to acknowledge it. I had lost everything and in that I used ignorance to pretend nothing bothered me, until the point I was able to create a disillusion while things happened."

"Hmm, that is interesting. I guess I can't expect too much. You are still a pet race breed of the human line, and they are very soft and simple creatures after all."

Ruma rolled her eyes and stepped of the elevator as it dinged. They continued on than entered a large grandiose ball room, with people all in their more formal cocktail attire. In fact Ruma seemed very dressed down and simple compared to the others.

There was many that awed at her though, she was certain that it was so that they could purchase her, the other avoided her stiffing their nose up at her for someone allowing a pet beneath them to enter this area.

Bvlepio patted her arm. "You enjoy yourself, we will pretend that we don't know each other for a while, that way you are able to mingle more without alliances in the way."

Ruma nodded and then they move away from each other.

Ruma kept to herself studying and watching, she listened in as she passed. Many of them switched tongues. To try and trip her up, though they failed. She slowly moved herself around the room, mindlessly as to not look like she was purposely listening in to anyone particular. She eventually found herself at the drink station, where she grabbed herself one.

From across the room she saw Bvelpio shake his head no.

She nodded but kept the drink in her hand and kept moving this time deciding on a target to approach.

"So you're the infamous Ruma. I don't know rather to be inspired or to try and kill you, as two of my champions lost to you and your kin in a matter of hours." a cooing feminine voice spoke to her.

Ruma turned seeing a very tall lady, standing with a drink in her finger tips that she swirled around.

Ruma smiled, than realised something very important. No one knew the Rindosa language." Ruma licked her bottom lip as she collected her thoughts, she cleared her throat. "Pleasure is mine, but I am afraid I have not been in the games in quite a long time. Who is your champion?" she hoped to the cosmos that her voice didn't sound like it hadn't been used in centuries because it really hadn't.