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"Look at yourself in the mirror, Sanda, and appraise your- self as a slave
girl." I did so, weeping, hardly able to see.
"And what you would bring in a market?" Lorraine asked.
"Fifteen-twenty gold crowns," I sobbed back in reply.
"You're worth `more' than that to me," Lorraine answered, a grim smile curving
her thin lips. She looked up at me, regarded me as I stood there before her. I
remembered seeing her doing the same with slave girls back on her estates
before buying one.
"You are going to enslave me and then keep me?" I sobbed. Lorraine would no
doubt take her full revenge upon me then. She would be able to torment me, to
humiliate me as long as she want- ed too!
Take my children away, turn me into some rightless fe- male animal! Some slut
to pleasure our men at arms, any visitor!
"If you ever give yourself to my husband," Lorraine warned.
"I-I don't understand," I breathed, standing there, naked.
"I am willing to permit my husband slave girls," she smiled. Such was
something most wives have to put up with if there are slave girls available. I
had done so with my first two husbands. Although when my last husband started
in after Maris Marn, a "Darlanis-look-alike" if there ever was one, I did have
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"enough"!
"I think I understand now," I answered. I had been warned very effectively of
what would happen should I ever try to ex- press my feelings for Jon
physically. I had no doubt either that Lorraine would carry out her threat to
enslave me. She had the power, the moral authority if need be to do it. I
would have to look for love elsewhere. Not that I would have ever done it, I
assure you, but I suppose that
Lorraine wanted to make sure that I understood exactly just what would happen
to me if I ever did!
"Put your clothes back on," Lorraine smiled. "You do have a very attractive
figure, Sanda, but one never knows when someone will come in here and perhaps
get the wrong ideas about us two."
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"What I'm trying to figure out is why someone tried to poi- son you with Lorr
medicine instead of a more common poison," Queen Darlanis commented to
Lorraine as the three of us ate din- ner together. I
wondered how much her warrioresses had told her.
"I marked the bottle `poison' a week ago as no one can read what it says on it
and I was afraid someone would mistake it for something else," I interjected
with a smile, the writing on the bottle having been in a language unknown to
me or anyone else save for someone like An'na who could read the strange
writing of the Lorr. "I suppose whoever poisoned your orange juice thought
that it was just some new sort of poison and didn't realize what it actually
was." Lorraine giving me a look that made a chill go down my spine as her dark
eyes burned into mine for an instant!
"Well, now we know," Darlanis commented as she sipped at her wine. The slave
girl serving us one of hers, the wench called "Lynn". Lorraine nodding, her
eyes still holding my own. I felt the terror rise in my throat. Did she think
that I poisoned her?
"I'm sorry, Sanda, I should have known better," she said to me, taking my
hand. Her words for a brief instant were meaning- less before I suddenly
realized what thoughts had been in her mind. Now suddenly everything was
clear! And I would have been the logical person to "suspect" too, I realized
to my horror! There was a chain of circumstantial evidence that could have
got- ten me convicted of attempted regicide in any court in Trelandar! I was
in love with Jon, I hated Darlanis, and had Lorraine died I would have
"inherited" everything as Prime Minister of Trelandar! All because I had
marked that bottle of Lorr medicine "poison"!* * I have no doubt that Sanda's
action actually saved my life as otherwise Tara's poisoner would have used
something much more ef- fective on me! In any case it was a very close call!
(Lorraine)
"What still amazes me is how easy it was to believe that you might be the one
responsible," Lorraine said to me as we shared drinks later on. Such having
become our nightly custom over the short period of a couple months that I had
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