"2567-29" - читать интересную книгу автора (Jerome Bigge - Warlady 5 - The Warlady Of Dularn)"THE WARLADY OF DULARN" 2567 A.D.! By Jerome Bigge Chapter Twenty Nine "There is a glow in the sky," La-ra spoke softly to Carol as she came back from scouting out the terrain ahead with San-sha. Their clash with the tyrannosaurus had left everyone nervous and jumpy. Carol however suspected that the reptile had been somehow "teleported" from that hidden valley right into their forest in front of them. "Why" however was a question she couldn't answer! The only "answer" she could think of now didn't make any "sense"! "The North Star must have `found' something," Carol smiled, thinking of what Lorraine's reaction would be to such an attack. Carol recalling as if it was only yesterday how Lorraine had stood there watching while her husband put his hand under her skirt. Making her burn the back of her right hand on the oven! "Remembering" the "smirk" there on Lorraine's face when she put a meat fork to Jack Duval's throat warning him never to "touch" her again! The reoccurring thought that Bob was dead something she tried not to think about. She needed all her wits now, and later she could give way to her tears, assuming she survived all this! The brownette well aware too of her own "responsibilites" both to Dularn and to those of the North Star to see this all to the end! "We are not far from the Warlady's estates now," San-sha said as she walked beside the brownette. Carol nodding, hoping that they would reach the estates just as dawn started to break. Carol's "plan" here being that by having the North Star attack at two am and four am she might keep the Warlady and her entire force awake all night without a chance for rest. This might slow their own reactions down enough to make her own attack effective! "We will be badly outnumbered by the Imperials," Anis said, voicing the same "thoughts" that had been on everyone's mind now. "Gives you a chance to `practice' your archery then," Carol smiled, then putting her arm about the former slave girl's waist. If there was an "afterlife" as everyone in this era so believed, Carol expected that a lot of them would be seeing it today too. She had left instructions for Lars if she didn't "return" to take the ship back to Dularn. Telling them what had "happened" here. "Just what instructions did your wife have?" Lorraine asked me, Valerie's sword point now placed right up against my throat leaving no doubts! Queen Maris sitting there, the "fear" in her lovely teary blue eyes noticeable as Lady Tirana stood there with her hand on the Dularnian Queen's shoulder! Maris was utterly "terrified" too now of Lorraine, and I thought I knew "why" too! Lorraine is a totally "dominant" woman in every sense of the term, the very sort of a woman that a woman like Maris "fears". We were sitting in a small room just off the manor's living room. I could hear the sounds of the night insects, the sounds of men talking in low tones. Lorraine had everyone "alert", "armed". I reflected upon the fact that she truly was a "Warlady" in every sense of the term. The title "fitted" Lorraine like no other!!! "I suspect she is following her own plans now," I answered. I could see the sweat on Lorraine's brow. She didn't "smell" all that great either now. Lady Tirana was there, standing by Maris. Lorraine had already "spoken" to Maris. A couple "slaps" across the face and Maris had "broken" like slave girl before a master! Unfortunately, Maris had not been able to tell Lorraine anything. I was a bit disappointed in Maris, thinking that she was made of "sterner stuff" than this, but I supposed it hardly mattered now. The sudden SLAP of Lorraine's hand came almost as a shock to me! The blow making everything spin about before me for a second now! I could feel the sting in my cheek, the FURY in Lorraine's eyes! "Carol is just a dumb cunt with hardly enough brains to come in out of the rain!" Lorraine snapped, her dark eyes blazing into mine in a way that recalled to me the "crossbowman" she had once had Lady Tirana torture, even although it "accomplished" nothing! Lorraine's husband, Jon was outside inspecting their defenses. I had no doubts that Lorraine was a competent military commander... "In the past three years she has gotten her G.E.D., wrote a series of three novels, and that marriage manual you all use here in this time," I then answered the Warlady in cold level tones, my cheek still "burning" from the blow of that bony hand. "She has also `learned' the sword and the bow, the latter perhaps bet- ter I think than you are, and the sword almost to your level." I forgot to mention that Carol was also a "black belt", but I sup- pose Lorraine wouldn't have been "impressed" by that anyway now. "That is utterly impossible!" Lorraine snapped back at me. "No more `impossible' than our being here," I said to her. "The Priestesses of Lys with `time travel'?" she snapped! "The process is I believe similar to the means that one might use to travel between worlds using the `GATEWAYS'," I said. "From what I've seen, I think they rely upon thunderstorms as a `power source' and I also suspect now that my wife's mind was `altered' somehow to make her into what she is now," I explained. "It would be much more `logical' for Tais just to `tell' me that she didn't want California to control the `disputed territo- ries' north of Orgon," Lorraine instantly came back with. She has a truly first rate mind, the "best" I think I've ever seen in a woman. That was one of the reasons I'd "admired" her so much! "The `long term' political consequences for Dularn might be something that Tais `considered' and you haven't," I answered in reply. "This way everyone will believe that Dularn `won' instead of seeing that the Priestesses of Lys really control this world." "This is `nonsense'!" Valerie Dunn growled, glancing at her Warlady. I supposed to her it would have been. I think Maris however "understood". Tais had "programmed" her mind there on the North Star. I think she had enough "brains" to understand! "I suspect it is the `truth'," Lorraine snapped back at her! "But we can't........," Valerie breathed, "awed" a bit now! "We are being `tested'," Lorraine answered in level tones. "What do you mean, `tested'," Lady Tirana then spoke up. "California has us, and Dularn has `them'," Lorraine said. "And we have him now," Lady Tirana interjected here now. "And I think we will soon have Carol," Lorraine spoke. "You haven't got her `yet'," Maris suddenly spoke up. "I have all my `best people' with me," Lorraine said. "The `battle of Armageddon'," I smiled at the Warlady. "The `destiny of a world' will be decided before noon," the tall black clad brunette spoke. I thought that was "stretching" things just a bit, but perhaps Lorraine spoke in "other terms". Lorraine was in the eyes of the Imperials "unbeatable". A woman who none could "stand" against. I suspected from what Maris had told me earlier that Darlanis might have been a bit more "reason- able" had Lorraine not been "available" to do her "fighting" now! ***************************************************************** "You're disabling the airplane!" Sharon breathed softly, holding the lamp up high at Darlanis' orders there in the barn. The Empress reaching into the engine compartment, popping off the twin distributor caps, and then removing both ignition rotors. A half muttered reply the only answer that Sharon got back in turn! "Carol has not `violated' the `Edict', and I plan to see that Lorraine doesn't either regardless of what happens now," the tall golden haired Empress answered in level tones, closing the cowling on both sides of the engine compartment. "And these will remain right here in my pouch until I am sure I can `trust' your step mother." Darlanis "patting" her harness pouch as emphasis. "But she.....," Sharon breathed, seeing Darlanis' eyes. ***************************************************************** "She is an amazing woman," Tais, the others nodding. To "touch" Darlanis' mind was know the "meaning" of true "goodness". Darlanis was truly "THE QUEEN OF LIGHT" who would destroy "THE QUEEN OF DARKNESS" spoken of in the last pages of the BOOK OF LYS, the "revealed word" of She Who Was Mistress Of The Universe! ***************************************************************** "She was always so `nice' to me," Sharon spoke softly, her arm about the powerful muscular body of a woman who she loved now more than any. The beautiful azure eyes of Darlanis looking down into hers as the Empress nodded, well "aware" just then of "who" Sharon spoke. Of a lovely Twentieth Century brownette who would soon die there at the hands of the Imperial Warlady of California if Lorraine herself had anything to say about it! "I could talk to Carol in a way that I've never been able to talk to Lorraine." "Lorraine is rather `Dularnian' in a way," Darlanis smiled, sipping at the wine as they sat there on the veranda looking out into the darkness. A faint glow there on the horizon to the east now speaking of the day to come. The Empress herself wondered what to do. Not about the Simmons, but about the Queen of Dularn that Lorraine held captive. Maris would have to be enslaved, but the Queen was not an "evil" woman, and she "deserved better" than to spend the rest of her life as a simple "collared" slave slut. "`Strait-laced'," Sharon smiled. Lorraine was still that in a way even now. Especially where she was concerned. And the way she had gotten upset when Gayle and Carl Dai got married only a further "proof" that Lorraine wasn't really all that "modern" in her own thinking despite what she "claimed" to the contrary now! "There is something to be said for `waiting'," Darlanis smiled, hugging Sharon to herself. The night was chill now, mak- ing her long heavy cloak a "comfort" there over her golden mesh. ***************************************************************** "Be like kicking over a bee hive," Sandi whispered to Carol. "No doubt it will be a fight that legends will be made of," the brownette smiled back. "Like the Spartans there in Greece." The black clad Dularnian Warlady smiling to herself at the idea. "Whatever," Sandi replied, having little idea of what Carol was talking about. San-sha and La-ra muttering to themselves in their own tongue, perhaps praying Sandi thought to their "gods". Anis was standing there watching them all, an arrow nocked on her bowstring. She was a "hard" woman, almost another like Carol, Sandi thought to herself. A former Warrioress, perhaps to die as Warrioresses so wished it. In battle, with weapons in her hand! "Time to `wake them up'," Carol spoke, the ballistae now set up and waiting there on its bipod like some gigantic crossbow. A supply of bolts and a couple strong sailors to wind it back up! Her "eye" for such things even better than the ship's "gunner"! "THE WARLADY OF DULARN" 2567 A.D.! By Jerome Bigge Chapter Twenty Nine "There is a glow in the sky," La-ra spoke softly to Carol as she came back from scouting out the terrain ahead with San-sha. Their clash with the tyrannosaurus had left everyone nervous and jumpy. Carol however suspected that the reptile had been somehow "teleported" from that hidden valley right into their forest in front of them. "Why" however was a question she couldn't answer! The only "answer" she could think of now didn't make any "sense"! "The North Star must have `found' something," Carol smiled, thinking of what Lorraine's reaction would be to such an attack. Carol recalling as if it was only yesterday how Lorraine had stood there watching while her husband put his hand under her skirt. Making her burn the back of her right hand on the oven! "Remembering" the "smirk" there on Lorraine's face when she put a meat fork to Jack Duval's throat warning him never to "touch" her again! The reoccurring thought that Bob was dead something she tried not to think about. She needed all her wits now, and later she could give way to her tears, assuming she survived all this! The brownette well aware too of her own "responsibilites" both to Dularn and to those of the North Star to see this all to the end! "We are not far from the Warlady's estates now," San-sha said as she walked beside the brownette. Carol nodding, hoping that they would reach the estates just as dawn started to break. Carol's "plan" here being that by having the North Star attack at two am and four am she might keep the Warlady and her entire force awake all night without a chance for rest. This might slow their own reactions down enough to make her own attack effective! "We will be badly outnumbered by the Imperials," Anis said, voicing the same "thoughts" that had been on everyone's mind now. "Gives you a chance to `practice' your archery then," Carol smiled, then putting her arm about the former slave girl's waist. If there was an "afterlife" as everyone in this era so believed, Carol expected that a lot of them would be seeing it today too. She had left instructions for Lars if she didn't "return" to take the ship back to Dularn. Telling them what had "happened" here. "Just what instructions did your wife have?" Lorraine asked me, Valerie's sword point now placed right up against my throat leaving no doubts! Queen Maris sitting there, the "fear" in her lovely teary blue eyes noticeable as Lady Tirana stood there with her hand on the Dularnian Queen's shoulder! Maris was utterly "terrified" too now of Lorraine, and I thought I knew "why" too! Lorraine is a totally "dominant" woman in every sense of the term, the very sort of a woman that a woman like Maris "fears". We were sitting in a small room just off the manor's living room. I could hear the sounds of the night insects, the sounds of men talking in low tones. Lorraine had everyone "alert", "armed". I reflected upon the fact that she truly was a "Warlady" in every sense of the term. The title "fitted" Lorraine like no other!!! "I suspect she is following her own plans now," I answered. I could see the sweat on Lorraine's brow. She didn't "smell" all that great either now. Lady Tirana was there, standing by Maris. Lorraine had already "spoken" to Maris. A couple "slaps" across the face and Maris had "broken" like slave girl before a master! Unfortunately, Maris had not been able to tell Lorraine anything. I was a bit disappointed in Maris, thinking that she was made of "sterner stuff" than this, but I supposed it hardly mattered now. The sudden SLAP of Lorraine's hand came almost as a shock to me! The blow making everything spin about before me for a second now! I could feel the sting in my cheek, the FURY in Lorraine's eyes! "Carol is just a dumb cunt with hardly enough brains to come in out of the rain!" Lorraine snapped, her dark eyes blazing into mine in a way that recalled to me the "crossbowman" she had once had Lady Tirana torture, even although it "accomplished" nothing! Lorraine's husband, Jon was outside inspecting their defenses. I had no doubts that Lorraine was a competent military commander... "In the past three years she has gotten her G.E.D., wrote a series of three novels, and that marriage manual you all use here in this time," I then answered the Warlady in cold level tones, my cheek still "burning" from the blow of that bony hand. "She has also `learned' the sword and the bow, the latter perhaps bet- ter I think than you are, and the sword almost to your level." I forgot to mention that Carol was also a "black belt", but I sup- pose Lorraine wouldn't have been "impressed" by that anyway now. "That is utterly impossible!" Lorraine snapped back at me. "No more `impossible' than our being here," I said to her. "The Priestesses of Lys with `time travel'?" she snapped! "The process is I believe similar to the means that one might use to travel between worlds using the `GATEWAYS'," I said. "From what I've seen, I think they rely upon thunderstorms as a `power source' and I also suspect now that my wife's mind was `altered' somehow to make her into what she is now," I explained. "It would be much more `logical' for Tais just to `tell' me that she didn't want California to control the `disputed territo- ries' north of Orgon," Lorraine instantly came back with. She has a truly first rate mind, the "best" I think I've ever seen in a woman. That was one of the reasons I'd "admired" her so much! "The `long term' political consequences for Dularn might be something that Tais `considered' and you haven't," I answered in reply. "This way everyone will believe that Dularn `won' instead of seeing that the Priestesses of Lys really control this world." "This is `nonsense'!" Valerie Dunn growled, glancing at her Warlady. I supposed to her it would have been. I think Maris however "understood". Tais had "programmed" her mind there on the North Star. I think she had enough "brains" to understand! "I suspect it is the `truth'," Lorraine snapped back at her! "But we can't........," Valerie breathed, "awed" a bit now! "We are being `tested'," Lorraine answered in level tones. "What do you mean, `tested'," Lady Tirana then spoke up. "California has us, and Dularn has `them'," Lorraine said. "And we have him now," Lady Tirana interjected here now. "And I think we will soon have Carol," Lorraine spoke. "You haven't got her `yet'," Maris suddenly spoke up. "I have all my `best people' with me," Lorraine said. "The `battle of Armageddon'," I smiled at the Warlady. "The `destiny of a world' will be decided before noon," the tall black clad brunette spoke. I thought that was "stretching" things just a bit, but perhaps Lorraine spoke in "other terms". Lorraine was in the eyes of the Imperials "unbeatable". A woman who none could "stand" against. I suspected from what Maris had told me earlier that Darlanis might have been a bit more "reason- able" had Lorraine not been "available" to do her "fighting" now! ***************************************************************** "You're disabling the airplane!" Sharon breathed softly, holding the lamp up high at Darlanis' orders there in the barn. The Empress reaching into the engine compartment, popping off the twin distributor caps, and then removing both ignition rotors. A half muttered reply the only answer that Sharon got back in turn! "Carol has not `violated' the `Edict', and I plan to see that Lorraine doesn't either regardless of what happens now," the tall golden haired Empress answered in level tones, closing the cowling on both sides of the engine compartment. "And these will remain right here in my pouch until I am sure I can `trust' your step mother." Darlanis "patting" her harness pouch as emphasis. "But she.....," Sharon breathed, seeing Darlanis' eyes. ***************************************************************** "She is an amazing woman," Tais, the others nodding. To "touch" Darlanis' mind was know the "meaning" of true "goodness". Darlanis was truly "THE QUEEN OF LIGHT" who would destroy "THE QUEEN OF DARKNESS" spoken of in the last pages of the BOOK OF LYS, the "revealed word" of She Who Was Mistress Of The Universe! ***************************************************************** "She was always so `nice' to me," Sharon spoke softly, her arm about the powerful muscular body of a woman who she loved now more than any. The beautiful azure eyes of Darlanis looking down into hers as the Empress nodded, well "aware" just then of "who" Sharon spoke. Of a lovely Twentieth Century brownette who would soon die there at the hands of the Imperial Warlady of California if Lorraine herself had anything to say about it! "I could talk to Carol in a way that I've never been able to talk to Lorraine." "Lorraine is rather `Dularnian' in a way," Darlanis smiled, sipping at the wine as they sat there on the veranda looking out into the darkness. A faint glow there on the horizon to the east now speaking of the day to come. The Empress herself wondered what to do. Not about the Simmons, but about the Queen of Dularn that Lorraine held captive. Maris would have to be enslaved, but the Queen was not an "evil" woman, and she "deserved better" than to spend the rest of her life as a simple "collared" slave slut. "`Strait-laced'," Sharon smiled. Lorraine was still that in a way even now. Especially where she was concerned. And the way she had gotten upset when Gayle and Carl Dai got married only a further "proof" that Lorraine wasn't really all that "modern" in her own thinking despite what she "claimed" to the contrary now! "There is something to be said for `waiting'," Darlanis smiled, hugging Sharon to herself. The night was chill now, mak- ing her long heavy cloak a "comfort" there over her golden mesh. ***************************************************************** "Be like kicking over a bee hive," Sandi whispered to Carol. "No doubt it will be a fight that legends will be made of," the brownette smiled back. "Like the Spartans there in Greece." The black clad Dularnian Warlady smiling to herself at the idea. "Whatever," Sandi replied, having little idea of what Carol was talking about. San-sha and La-ra muttering to themselves in their own tongue, perhaps praying Sandi thought to their "gods". Anis was standing there watching them all, an arrow nocked on her bowstring. She was a "hard" woman, almost another like Carol, Sandi thought to herself. A former Warrioress, perhaps to die as Warrioresses so wished it. In battle, with weapons in her hand! "Time to `wake them up'," Carol spoke, the ballistae now set up and waiting there on its bipod like some gigantic crossbow. A supply of bolts and a couple strong sailors to wind it back up! Her "eye" for such things even better than the ship's "gunner"! |
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