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over me like a mother with a sick child. Sarnian Lady now rolling in the swell
like only a flat bottomed trireme can. These big galleys aren't in my opinion
really all that seaworthy!
"We didn't settle anything with Maris," I now pointed out. The two women
had done nothing but argue and behave like bitches. I had been rather
disappointed in them both, especially Darlanis. She had stubbornly refused to
listen to my suggestions that this entire "conflict" between the Empire and
Dularn could be resolved if only she realized that there was just as much
"justice" to Ma- ris' territorial claims as there was to hers. That the road
to peace between Imperial California and Dularn was based upon some reasonable
understanding that Queen Maris was only after what had once been Dularn's
before Darlanis had become Empress. I knew as sure as the nose on my face that
Maris could be a useful friend instead of the dangerous enemy she was forcing
her to become now!
"Someday perhaps she'll be more willing to listen to `rea- son',"
Darlanis answered with a smile, standing there over me. The North Star had set
sail back to Dularn, while our mighty fleet now set sail back home without
ever firing a shot in anger!
"I think we've all learned much," I smiled up at Darlanis. Maris had
learned that we too could carry out "raids" against her people. And with our
alliance with Talon, such "raids" could be far more deadly and destructive
than anything she could do back!!
"You did `teach' her a few things," Darlanis smiled, pouring herself a
glass of wine and sitting down beside me, the sweet flowery odor of her
perfume wafting into my nostril as she did.
"I have changed the `nature' of warfare," I smiled back.
"Not for the better," Darlanis answered, regarding me.
"You have an `opinion' on this?" I challenged her.
"I am thankful for the Priestesses," she smiled.
"And their limitations on our technology?" I asked.
"Especially upon your ideas of what's proper," she said.
"Like my frigate and its cannon," I smiled at the Empress.
"And muskets and all the rest," Darlanis noted in reply.
"A fleet of my frigates would be invincible," I smiled.
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"Until others built the same," Darlanis replied then.
"But we would always have the `advantage'," I said.
"You are `truly' a `Warlady'," Darlanis said to me.
"I only wish to live in peace," I pointed out to her.
"Your era was one of war like no other," she said to me.
"I think you are getting at something here," I said then.
"I have had time to think while you are gone," she answered. "The War
was caused by us, not the Lorr, and my own daughter was the one
"responsible"," Darlanis said. I suspected that she had reread Domino's diary
that we had found with her last remains...
"So?" I said, well aware of these facts. I felt they had little
"bearing" in any case upon the current situation we faced.
"The `World Federation' was your `civilization'," she said. "It
represented your ideas, your own concepts put into practice."
"As Janet Rogers and perhaps your daughter saw them," I said to her,
wondering just "what" she was getting at here anyway now!
"When I first learned `who' you were, I looked upon you as a `second
Janet Rogers' who would give us what the first had failed to do," the Empress
of California spoke, standing there by the ornate stern windows of her
flagship. The glare off the ocean I noted now highlighting her beautiful
perfect features as she saw perhaps something that only she might see.
"Visions" perhaps of a world that never could be. Of a civilization that was
but now only a legend. The "reality" of that society now known only to a few
historians. Those of the Caste of Scribes who love old books and the knowledge
to be sometimes gained from their musty pages.
"And you learned that I am but a woman `good' with a sword," I smiled
back. I love Darlanis as if she was my own daughter. I have strong emotional
feelings towards Darlanis, and she for me.
"The Empire of California is now only an `Empire' in name," Darlanis
said. I knew that. Like the British Empire of the 19th Century, time had taken
its toll of what had once been its glory. Now Trelandar was independent, and
so was Orgon under Queen Shar- on, although Darlanis still had much to "say"
about things still.
"But the `whole' is still greater than its `parts'," I pointed out to
her. With Talon and Baja as "allies" along with the Nevadas, Darlanis and I
had done well for ourselves, I felt.
"Perhaps with Darl Jord dead there can be `peace' now,' the golden
haired Empress answered, staring out into the wake behind Sarnian Lady as we
now all made our way back south to our homes.
"Princess Tara's organization still functions," I told her. I'd been
fighting "that" in Trelandar ever since I became Queen. Like the Mafia of my [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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