"2569-35" - читать интересную книгу автора (Jerome Bigge - Warlady 7 - The Dularnian Queen)2569 A.D.! THE DULARNIAN QUEEN AN ADVENTURE IN THE SECOND DARK AGE OF MAN By Jerome B. Bigge Chapter Thirty Five "I'm getting `used' to this now," I said to Darlanis as she taxied the airplane out into the bay the next morning for our flight to Dularn. There in Dularn we would refuel, take Queen Freydis with us to her own land, and operating from Freydis' own capital, try to seek out and find where Queen Valeris was now... "There's something `funny' about all of this," Darlanis said as she turned the airplane up into the wind for its take off run. "Something about this entire `affair' that seems `odd' to me..." "What do you `mean' by that?" I asked her, curious about it. "Someone's `stirring up trouble', and I wonder `who'," she answered. "I'd `swear' that Tara's behind all of this, but if she's dead like you say, then someone else must have taken her place. `Someone' who is carrying out her final orders to cause a war between men and women that will destroy our entire society." "Queen Pharis of the Wyomings seems to be the driving force behind all of this," I answered thoughtfully as the airplane now began its takeoff run across the calm waters of the bay of Sarn. It was obvious too as I thought about it that without Pharis none of this would be happening now. She was the "driving force" in organizing this "crusade" of men in a "jihad" against Valeris... "How much `do' you `know' of her?" Darlanis asked, drawing the wheel back, Black Lady now lifting up into the cloudy sky as she started the turn that would take us now north towards Dularn. "She was a `troublemaker' in Arsana for me," I answered. I had sent Pharis to the Wyomings mostly just to get "rid" of her! The memories flooding back of how "annoyed" I'd been at her too! "Any `relationship' between her and Darl Jord?" she asked. "Lorraine asked the same `question'," I told the Empress. "Tara was an extremely `competent' woman," Darlanis smiled. "And one who knew `how' to `use' others for her own pur- poses," I answered, recalling what I'd found after Darl's death. Could it be that Pharis had also been one of Tara's own agents?? ***************************************************************** "You `understand' the `importance' of this?" Princess Tara spoke, the old woman nodding back as she took the letter that the former Bajan Princess had written, the former slave girl looking into the darkness of the woman's eyes, thinking of how much they reminded her just now of those of some venomous reptile. "It is `vital' to all of us that this letter be delivered to the proper person concerned... To the High Priestess of Dularn herself..." "You know `what' I am," the old woman answered, although she was well aware that it was unlikely she would be recognized now after all these years, especially after the "aging" of her body. She cared little for herself, but her daughter deserved a chance to make something of herself, and Princess Tara could provide it. "At the time of the next eclipse of the Moon it will be pos- sible to open a `GATEWAY' between our plane of existence and that known to us `mortals' as `HELL'," Tara answered, well aware of the plans of the QUEEN OF DARKNESS to bring the EVIL ONE here... "And only the Priestesses of Lys have the power to prevent it," she explained, wondering if the old woman actually believed her? ***************************************************************** "I don't `envy' you with a `mother in law' like that," Dar- lanis said to me as she flew the airplane with a confident hand. "Especially if she was an `enemy' of yours before," she added... "She seems to have some `source' of power that puzzles me," I said. I wondered what "hold" she had over her Wyoming husband? He seemed quite "passive", almost as if she had "drugged" him! I wondered if there was any sort of drug that might do just that... I'd noted too that he didn't even seem to "notice" Kathi either!! "Is there any sort of a drug that could used to make a man `passive', and willing to `do' whatever you wanted?" I asked her. Darlanis being a woman who knew quite a bit about such "things" from her quite close relationship with Lorraine over the years. "Tara was in possession of the `secrets' of the past," the Empress answered, turning, looking at me, her eyes holding mine. "And we know that such things did exist in Janet Rogers' time..." The airplane now flying just beneath the dark clouds just above. "I'll speak to my Physician when we reach Arsana," I said. ***************************************************************** "Captain Wells?" my husband spoke, Tori walking over to him. Her chain mail, ornate helmet leaving no doubt as to her position here as captain of my personal guardswomen. Her lovely hair and deep liquid eyes making her a woman that few men might not note. The golden chain about her throat however made her "off limits" to any who valued his "honor", although such did not mean that adultery was "unknown" even in a society that considered it such. "What is your wish, my Prince?" Tori asked, standing there. "I wish to speak to you in private," Prince Paul smiled now. "As you wish, my Prince," Tori smiled, walking off with him. "This will do," Prince Paul Blue Sky said, opening the door and then closing it behind himself as Tori turned and stood there looking at him. The light from the bedroom windows highlighting the side of her attractive face, her helmet and armor glistening. "What is it you `wish' of me?" Tori smiled back, well aware of "where" she was, and the "implications" of being here in the bedroom of the Queen of Dularn alone with the Queen's husband... "You are a woman, I think," he spoke, "Who misses `little' of what goes on around her." Tori nodding, her eyes meeting his. "And if Maris' trust in you is as strong as I think it is, I'm sure that you will be aware that what I am going to say to you is something that must remain a `secret' between us and the Queen." "Just as long as you don't `ask me' to go to bed with you," Tori grinned back, well aware that such a thought had passed her mind ever since this strikingly handsome Wyoming Prince had come here to marry her beloved Queen. Her own husband, of the Physi- cians, was not anywhere the "man" that Prince Paul Blue Sky was!! "You are a woman who is well aware that men find you attrac- tive, aren't you?" my husband smiled back, seeing Tori nod back. "Your father doesn't seem to `notice' me," Tori answered. "Nor does he `notice' Kathi," my husband "volunteered". "Only a eunuch wouldn't `notice' Kathi," Tori smiled. "There are certain `legends' among my people," he mused. "Such things might have existed at one time," she offered. "My father is not `himself'," Prince Paul Blue Sky spoke. "Perhaps he is much in love with Pharis," Tori suggested. "The woman is a `bitch', and I don't `trust' her," my hus- band snapped back. "Somehow she's `bewitched' my father into giving her everything she's wanted, and I want to know `how' she did it!" The brownette nodding, her eyes meeting his as he stood there by the door. "And if she carries out this `plan' of hers, it could mean my wife's life if the people rise up against her!" "I will find out what you wish to know," Tori "smiled" back. "Consider the possibility that Princess Tara could have been behind all this, that although she is dead, her orders may still be being carried out by whoever was her `second in command'," my husband spoke, wondering if perhaps Pharis herself had been that! He'd done enough "asking around" since I'd left with Lorraine to know that Pharis had been a "troublemaker" here in Arsana, and it was possible that she'd once been Prince Darl Jord's subordinate. Darl Jord having once been Princess Tara's own accomplice here! "She is your step mother," Tori pointed out to him then. "And Maris is my wife, the woman I love," he answered her. "I will speak to Kathi, `arrange' something," Tori smiled. "I trust she can keep her `mouth shut'," my husband smiled. "I will `impress' upon her the need to do so," Tori grinned. "Your husband is lucky to have you," my Prince smiled back. "What he `values' in me is not my intelligence," she smiled. "You were born in the `wrong century'," my husband laughed. "I was told that by `another' once too," Tori Wells smiled. "A man by the name of Bob Simmons used to call me `Torrid Tori'. He said that I had an `Hefnerian' figure, whatever `that' is..." "They did like women with large breasts," my husband smiled. "They `weaned' their children too early," Tori smiled back. "That's what his wife told me one time anyway," Tori volunteered. "Too bad she's dead," my husband smiled, recalling what I had told him of Carol Simmons, who had my Warlady only last year. "Yes," Tori answered, recalling how she'd felt about Carol. "Do your best," my husband spoke, dismissing the officer. 2569 A.D.! THE DULARNIAN QUEEN AN ADVENTURE IN THE SECOND DARK AGE OF MAN By Jerome B. Bigge Chapter Thirty Five "I'm getting `used' to this now," I said to Darlanis as she taxied the airplane out into the bay the next morning for our flight to Dularn. There in Dularn we would refuel, take Queen Freydis with us to her own land, and operating from Freydis' own capital, try to seek out and find where Queen Valeris was now... "There's something `funny' about all of this," Darlanis said as she turned the airplane up into the wind for its take off run. "Something about this entire `affair' that seems `odd' to me..." "What do you `mean' by that?" I asked her, curious about it. "Someone's `stirring up trouble', and I wonder `who'," she answered. "I'd `swear' that Tara's behind all of this, but if she's dead like you say, then someone else must have taken her place. `Someone' who is carrying out her final orders to cause a war between men and women that will destroy our entire society." "Queen Pharis of the Wyomings seems to be the driving force behind all of this," I answered thoughtfully as the airplane now began its takeoff run across the calm waters of the bay of Sarn. It was obvious too as I thought about it that without Pharis none of this would be happening now. She was the "driving force" in organizing this "crusade" of men in a "jihad" against Valeris... "How much `do' you `know' of her?" Darlanis asked, drawing the wheel back, Black Lady now lifting up into the cloudy sky as she started the turn that would take us now north towards Dularn. "She was a `troublemaker' in Arsana for me," I answered. I had sent Pharis to the Wyomings mostly just to get "rid" of her! The memories flooding back of how "annoyed" I'd been at her too! "Any `relationship' between her and Darl Jord?" she asked. "Lorraine asked the same `question'," I told the Empress. "Tara was an extremely `competent' woman," Darlanis smiled. "And one who knew `how' to `use' others for her own pur- poses," I answered, recalling what I'd found after Darl's death. Could it be that Pharis had also been one of Tara's own agents?? ***************************************************************** "You `understand' the `importance' of this?" Princess Tara spoke, the old woman nodding back as she took the letter that the former Bajan Princess had written, the former slave girl looking into the darkness of the woman's eyes, thinking of how much they reminded her just now of those of some venomous reptile. "It is `vital' to all of us that this letter be delivered to the proper person concerned... To the High Priestess of Dularn herself..." "You know `what' I am," the old woman answered, although she was well aware that it was unlikely she would be recognized now after all these years, especially after the "aging" of her body. She cared little for herself, but her daughter deserved a chance to make something of herself, and Princess Tara could provide it. "At the time of the next eclipse of the Moon it will be pos- sible to open a `GATEWAY' between our plane of existence and that known to us `mortals' as `HELL'," Tara answered, well aware of the plans of the QUEEN OF DARKNESS to bring the EVIL ONE here... "And only the Priestesses of Lys have the power to prevent it," she explained, wondering if the old woman actually believed her? ***************************************************************** "I don't `envy' you with a `mother in law' like that," Dar- lanis said to me as she flew the airplane with a confident hand. "Especially if she was an `enemy' of yours before," she added... "She seems to have some `source' of power that puzzles me," I said. I wondered what "hold" she had over her Wyoming husband? He seemed quite "passive", almost as if she had "drugged" him! I wondered if there was any sort of drug that might do just that... I'd noted too that he didn't even seem to "notice" Kathi either!! "Is there any sort of a drug that could used to make a man `passive', and willing to `do' whatever you wanted?" I asked her. Darlanis being a woman who knew quite a bit about such "things" from her quite close relationship with Lorraine over the years. "Tara was in possession of the `secrets' of the past," the Empress answered, turning, looking at me, her eyes holding mine. "And we know that such things did exist in Janet Rogers' time..." The airplane now flying just beneath the dark clouds just above. "I'll speak to my Physician when we reach Arsana," I said. ***************************************************************** "Captain Wells?" my husband spoke, Tori walking over to him. Her chain mail, ornate helmet leaving no doubt as to her position here as captain of my personal guardswomen. Her lovely hair and deep liquid eyes making her a woman that few men might not note. The golden chain about her throat however made her "off limits" to any who valued his "honor", although such did not mean that adultery was "unknown" even in a society that considered it such. "What is your wish, my Prince?" Tori asked, standing there. "I wish to speak to you in private," Prince Paul smiled now. "As you wish, my Prince," Tori smiled, walking off with him. "This will do," Prince Paul Blue Sky said, opening the door and then closing it behind himself as Tori turned and stood there looking at him. The light from the bedroom windows highlighting the side of her attractive face, her helmet and armor glistening. "What is it you `wish' of me?" Tori smiled back, well aware of "where" she was, and the "implications" of being here in the bedroom of the Queen of Dularn alone with the Queen's husband... "You are a woman, I think," he spoke, "Who misses `little' of what goes on around her." Tori nodding, her eyes meeting his. "And if Maris' trust in you is as strong as I think it is, I'm sure that you will be aware that what I am going to say to you is something that must remain a `secret' between us and the Queen." "Just as long as you don't `ask me' to go to bed with you," Tori grinned back, well aware that such a thought had passed her mind ever since this strikingly handsome Wyoming Prince had come here to marry her beloved Queen. Her own husband, of the Physi- cians, was not anywhere the "man" that Prince Paul Blue Sky was!! "You are a woman who is well aware that men find you attrac- tive, aren't you?" my husband smiled back, seeing Tori nod back. "Your father doesn't seem to `notice' me," Tori answered. "Nor does he `notice' Kathi," my husband "volunteered". "Only a eunuch wouldn't `notice' Kathi," Tori smiled. "There are certain `legends' among my people," he mused. "Such things might have existed at one time," she offered. "My father is not `himself'," Prince Paul Blue Sky spoke. "Perhaps he is much in love with Pharis," Tori suggested. "The woman is a `bitch', and I don't `trust' her," my hus- band snapped back. "Somehow she's `bewitched' my father into giving her everything she's wanted, and I want to know `how' she did it!" The brownette nodding, her eyes meeting his as he stood there by the door. "And if she carries out this `plan' of hers, it could mean my wife's life if the people rise up against her!" "I will find out what you wish to know," Tori "smiled" back. "Consider the possibility that Princess Tara could have been behind all this, that although she is dead, her orders may still be being carried out by whoever was her `second in command'," my husband spoke, wondering if perhaps Pharis herself had been that! He'd done enough "asking around" since I'd left with Lorraine to know that Pharis had been a "troublemaker" here in Arsana, and it was possible that she'd once been Prince Darl Jord's subordinate. Darl Jord having once been Princess Tara's own accomplice here! "She is your step mother," Tori pointed out to him then. "And Maris is my wife, the woman I love," he answered her. "I will speak to Kathi, `arrange' something," Tori smiled. "I trust she can keep her `mouth shut'," my husband smiled. "I will `impress' upon her the need to do so," Tori grinned. "Your husband is lucky to have you," my Prince smiled back. "What he `values' in me is not my intelligence," she smiled. "You were born in the `wrong century'," my husband laughed. "I was told that by `another' once too," Tori Wells smiled. "A man by the name of Bob Simmons used to call me `Torrid Tori'. He said that I had an `Hefnerian' figure, whatever `that' is..." "They did like women with large breasts," my husband smiled. "They `weaned' their children too early," Tori smiled back. "That's what his wife told me one time anyway," Tori volunteered. "Too bad she's dead," my husband smiled, recalling what I had told him of Carol Simmons, who had my Warlady only last year. "Yes," Tori answered, recalling how she'd felt about Carol. "Do your best," my husband spoke, dismissing the officer. |
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