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what I can to calm them, but I fear that there may come a time when only the word of the High King will matter to them.”
“And what then, my son? Will you challenge me for the Crown if the people demand it?”
“Never. I merely wish to convey to you the people’s need for word of their King, father,” I reassured.
“No. I must await word from the Goddess before—”
“She has not spoken to you in months!” I grumbled. I instantly regretted speaking out of turn, however I could not deny that some part of me was a bit relieved to have finally let him know what had been troubling me for so long.
“Yes, but we both know of the mysterious ways in which She works. I have to believe that Her silence is not without purpose.”
“What purpose could Her abandonment of us serve?” I demanded.
“It is not my place to question the actions of our Goddess, nor is it yours to question those of your King!” he snarled as he slammed his fists down on the arms of his chair.
“Forgive me, father. I didn’t mean to speak out of turn. I simply wished to convey to you the concerns of our people—concerns that I too share.”
“Your concerns are noted, my son, and your apologies are unnecessary. I understand all too well the frustration brought on by being away from our home for all this time, but you should know that our time is almost at hand. When last I spoke with the Goddess She revealed to me that the message sent within the distress beacon all those years ago was incomplete. Our people are aware of the galaxy in which we were imprisoned, but not the exact planet. By now, our fleet should be nearing this galaxy, but they will need further guidance in order to reach the Earth.”
“What do we need to do?” I asked.
“We must send a second message to the fleet containing the coordinates of the Earth.”
“But we have no means of interstellar communication,” I reminded him.
“I am aware. This is why we must return to their Area 51. That prison is the only place on this planet that has what we need in order to complete our own interstellar communicator.”
“Understood. I will see to it personally,” I said firmly.
“Very well, then.”
“Did the Goddess reveal anything else to you before She went silent, father?” I asked, curious as to if She had revealed the location of the one who was destined to become her new vessel.
“She did. She told me there was no need to look for her vessel, for the chosen one would search for me,” he answered.
“Is that all?” I asked.
“No,” he said. “She also told me that my son would try to kill me.”
“Father, you know that I would never seek the crown so long as you hold it!” I declared.
“Let us hope that that is true,” he said after a few moments of silence.
I stood there for a moment contemplating the gravity of his words. It was true that I had had periodic thoughts of my right to seek the Crown, but I had never given it any serious consideration. Still, it troubled me that the Goddess would say such a thing. What troubled me more was the fact that, so far, everything She had told him had come to pass.
6. FREE TIME
HOWIE:
- THE NEXT DAY
THE EVENING SUN HUNG LOW OVER THE HORIZON AS JASON, Reaper and I made our way toward Reaper’s all-black, two-door sports car parked at the edge of the street near our metro-Las Vegas safe house. We had all planned to hang out on the day before, but we weren't able to do so due to the Manhattan incident. Wells had given us a few days off to cool down, so now that we had a bit of precious free time we decided to head into the city and grab a bite to eat. Reaper was wearing his typical dark jeans, black shoes and another of his myriad of graphic T-shirts. Jason had chosen a pair of much more expensive jeans, dark leather sneakers and a long-sleeved plaid collar shirt that only he could have pulled off. I never really wore anything other than slacks and a polo but since we were going into the city I
“And what then, my son? Will you challenge me for the Crown if the people demand it?”
“Never. I merely wish to convey to you the people’s need for word of their King, father,” I reassured.
“No. I must await word from the Goddess before—”
“She has not spoken to you in months!” I grumbled. I instantly regretted speaking out of turn, however I could not deny that some part of me was a bit relieved to have finally let him know what had been troubling me for so long.
“Yes, but we both know of the mysterious ways in which She works. I have to believe that Her silence is not without purpose.”
“What purpose could Her abandonment of us serve?” I demanded.
“It is not my place to question the actions of our Goddess, nor is it yours to question those of your King!” he snarled as he slammed his fists down on the arms of his chair.
“Forgive me, father. I didn’t mean to speak out of turn. I simply wished to convey to you the concerns of our people—concerns that I too share.”
“Your concerns are noted, my son, and your apologies are unnecessary. I understand all too well the frustration brought on by being away from our home for all this time, but you should know that our time is almost at hand. When last I spoke with the Goddess She revealed to me that the message sent within the distress beacon all those years ago was incomplete. Our people are aware of the galaxy in which we were imprisoned, but not the exact planet. By now, our fleet should be nearing this galaxy, but they will need further guidance in order to reach the Earth.”
“What do we need to do?” I asked.
“We must send a second message to the fleet containing the coordinates of the Earth.”
“But we have no means of interstellar communication,” I reminded him.
“I am aware. This is why we must return to their Area 51. That prison is the only place on this planet that has what we need in order to complete our own interstellar communicator.”
“Understood. I will see to it personally,” I said firmly.
“Very well, then.”
“Did the Goddess reveal anything else to you before She went silent, father?” I asked, curious as to if She had revealed the location of the one who was destined to become her new vessel.
“She did. She told me there was no need to look for her vessel, for the chosen one would search for me,” he answered.
“Is that all?” I asked.
“No,” he said. “She also told me that my son would try to kill me.”
“Father, you know that I would never seek the crown so long as you hold it!” I declared.
“Let us hope that that is true,” he said after a few moments of silence.
I stood there for a moment contemplating the gravity of his words. It was true that I had had periodic thoughts of my right to seek the Crown, but I had never given it any serious consideration. Still, it troubled me that the Goddess would say such a thing. What troubled me more was the fact that, so far, everything She had told him had come to pass.
6. FREE TIME
HOWIE:
- THE NEXT DAY
THE EVENING SUN HUNG LOW OVER THE HORIZON AS JASON, Reaper and I made our way toward Reaper’s all-black, two-door sports car parked at the edge of the street near our metro-Las Vegas safe house. We had all planned to hang out on the day before, but we weren't able to do so due to the Manhattan incident. Wells had given us a few days off to cool down, so now that we had a bit of precious free time we decided to head into the city and grab a bite to eat. Reaper was wearing his typical dark jeans, black shoes and another of his myriad of graphic T-shirts. Jason had chosen a pair of much more expensive jeans, dark leather sneakers and a long-sleeved plaid collar shirt that only he could have pulled off. I never really wore anything other than slacks and a polo but since we were going into the city I
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