Razz gripped the arms of his chair. "I don't understand," he said. "I didn't think that Jazz had any other siblings?" The two Jackrabbit brothers faces swam before his eyes, and he noted the solid, green-furred Jazz and scarlet Spaz, nimble as flame.
"Razz, we believe there was a daughter." the serval spoke strongly but Razz did not meet his eyes. "Their mother, as you may know, was killed by L'zrd guerrilla, but had found out she was pregnant only shortly before she and her husband were killed in the fire... except we believe she was not killed in that fire. We believe the L'zrd took her.
'The prophecy speaks of a woman who's birth is dictated by many events that the L'zrd have been looking for for a long time. They found every condition right in the case of your Jessamine Jackrabbit's pregnancy, although how they located her we do not know and probably never will. With the information you have just relayed, Razz, which I may add is of utmost importance, I can make this statement with confidence: The lapine messiah of the L'zrd, the princess Larh'ii, is in all likelihood the sister of the king, and your cousin."

For a few minutes the room was silent but for the slight electronic crackle of the communications and the dance of raindrops on the rooftop. When Razz spoke his voice only shook very slightly, and he did not lift his head.
"Does Jazz know?"
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To be continued presently when I don't have to leave for class.