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The Slave Assassin Chapter 18

May 25, 2022 / posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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The King had not been able to get away from some of the delayed business of the kingdom that morning, the Ambassador that had come to see him from Myrned had waited for almost a week before insisting that he needed the King’s attention.  It had taken almost an hour for the Ambassador’s presentation, and it was obvious thruout that Ifahyd wished to be somewhere else.  Then the petitioners started.

The visiting Midland royalty took the opportunity to use the bathing pool, and the red scarves.  Edgar was tended to by Aster, the gentle touch soothed and then aroused and then satiated.  Laun had several offers to have her back scrubbed by the concubines, which led to her tiring out several of the men on the tile.

Laun had messages from several people that caught up with her as she lay by the pool, glorying in the talents of the red scarves of the Royal Estate.  Her own red scarf was there, delivering the parchments, and a few messages from the Peaches.  Laun thanked her, and then deeply kissed her, feeling a need in her.  Laun had motioned to one of the others in the bathing courtyard and Tris was soon surrounded by the companions that had not had a chance with either Laun or Edgar.

The Lord and Lady Salam-Dir had dressed and had waited among some of the Rosemond nobles in the audience chamber.  Edgar found that several of the simpering women were trying to get his attention.  Laun saw that glances from both men and women were aimed at her like daggers, except for the steady look of Marquis Blaque, who bowed his silvered head to her and turned to watch the next petitioner at the feet of the King.

The desert beauty was breathtaking once they were able to leave the confines of the audience chamber.  The fleeting rain had brought seeds dormant for months or years awake and alive.  Laun was happy that she had good padding on the saddle, though she was not sitting well because of one the messages she had received. »Read More

The Slave Assassin Chapter 15

February 17, 2022 / posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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Thank you for finding this and reading.  If you are unfamiliar with the Chronicles of the Midlands, Start with Chapter 1 of The Slave Warrior.

 

The Peaches were now in full protect mission mode.  

Laun dressed the part of the Princess Heir of the Midlands and made herself a target, whether on the arm of King Ifahyd or by herself.  She rode through the arbors, one of the dancers dressed as a servant beside her, drawing out an assassin who died far too quickly.  Edgar and she walked through portions of the main building they were sure they were not supposed to be in, Laun and he talking of home and family as if their argument had never happened.  They had the assassin following them followed, and taken down, with much more information brought out of her before she was able to take her own life.

The Peaches moved through the Royal Estate, finding places they blended in as they watched.  They followed.  They headed off and warned.  They became visible, yet invisible guardians, a force outside of the Royal Guards to keep the Rosemond King, and their own Mistress, alive.

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The Slave Assassin Chapter 14

January 25, 2022 / posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

Back to Chapter 13 - New to this story?  Start with the first chapter of the Slave Warrior

 

Laun held her tongue as she stood along the wall.  She watched the group of people around the deathbed of Lady Engrid and tried to keep her calm mask on.  She was finally dying.

The room was not all that big, but the people who seemed important were there, crowded and posturing around Lady Engrid, most just there to make sure she had really died.  Word had come from her healers that she was fast slipping into the darkness.  Laun had been on Ifahyd’s arm walking towards the yurlodge her people were in, to meet with them for the first time since she had ostensibly run away into the Royal apartments.

Servants had come running, unusual enough in the desert heat.  When the word was given, Laun had turned and whistled, messing up the first attempt, but getting the attention of the man who was at sentry duty. The signal was passed and Yevette had come running out of the lodge past others coming out, her baby in her arms.  She slowed, a cautious look on her face.

Ifhayd had put a hand on Yevette’s shoulder and they had all started for the rooms Lady Engrid and her escort were staying in.  Yevette had stayed on the other side of the King as they had moved, Laun glad of it.  She did not want to talk even yet to her, but as Yevette’s Grand Dam was dying, it was really not appropriate to have any less of a public front than before.

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The Slave Assassin Chapter 13

December 26, 2021 / posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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The start of this epic story arc is in The Slave Warrior, here, if you want to start from the beginning.

 

Laun started to move into the hand placed on her shoulder.  Ifahyd gripped and held her steady, stopping her.  His voice was low as he said, “Do not move.”

Something moved over the covers, the thin silk moving with the scales of the snake as it settled between them, warming it’s self on their legs.  Laun felt the strength in Iffy’s hand, and the fright.  He lightened his grip and slowly moved his hand up her and past, reaching for a small bell among the trinkets set at the head of the bed.

A single clear ring sounded through the room.  The snake moved slightly and settled again before the door was quietly opened into the King’s room.  The lantern light was soft and stopped when Ifahyd whispered, “Serpente...”

People quietly came into the room and looked at the red and orange snake twined around it’s self between the two royals.  A few words that Laun did not know were breathed between the people.  One of them paused and said in Laun’s direction, “We will take the fabric from you.  When we do, move away.”

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