be
something like that.”
He looked
affronted. “I’ve never beat a woman in my life,” Fallon said.
“Then why
did your people kill all the women? Why do you feel wronged by the king? It
was the king’s decision, was it not?” she asked, watching him steadily and
hoping she hadn’t pushed too far. She easily remembered the struggles she’d
been taught in history about tyrannical kings and rebel nations. America, for
one.
A nerve
ticked in his jaw. Damon stopped shuffling his cards and regarded her with a
dumbfounded expression. Behind her, the whispering of the other women suddenly
fell silent from the impact of her question. Even though she’d asked him
quietly, her daring had alarmed everyone in the room.
But she
had to know his reasons. This was too important to ignore if she was to
discover his motives--the motives of the rebels.
“It is
not for the likes of you to question my liege’s wisdom,” Damon snarled.
Fallon
held up a hand, cutting Damon off from berating her, but he stared coldly at
Ebony. “You are too bold and your tongue is unbound. Go and sit with the
other women before you test the limits of my patience any further.”
Ebony’s
chair scraped the wooden floor as she stood up. “Yes, sir . I am your
prisoner, after all,” she murmured, and moved away from the table to sit with
the other women. She’d tried to probe him, but he had no reason to answer any
questions from her. She was being an idiot to keep pushing him when there was
no telling what he would, or could do to her--if he really wanted to--no matter
how decently he’d treated her up until now.
CHAPTER NINE
Ebony
sighed and sat down amongst the women. Hugging her knees against her chest,
she rested her forehead on them.
“Why’d
you do that?” Rebecca whispered, sidling close. “Are you trying to get us all
killed or something?”
“Yeah,
well, go ahead and say it. I’m a moron. The truth is, I’ve never been very
good at subtlety. I’ve got a knack for getting into trouble and sticking my
foot in my mouth.”
Jane
looked up at her. “Maybe if you were more of a girly girl, and had a better
head on your shoulders, you would just take Fallon or Damon to bed and get what
you want out of them.”
“King
Kore Anadaru has been willing to tell me all manner of tales once he’s gotten
his rocks off,” Suzanne added, apparently trying to be helpful.
“Okay,
that’s nothing we don’t already know,” Ebony said. “But you’re certainly
right.”
“Men
generally don’t like it known, but they’re pretty easy to manipulate once their
dicks are in love with the pussy,” added Jane.
“Well,
you’re right about that.” Ebony lifted her head. “I just hadn’t wanted to take
it that far. I’m tired of using my body as a tool to get what I want or to
keep out of trouble.”
Famke
laughed bitterly. “Well, you’ve come to the wrong place, I’m afraid. Our
bodies are the only coin we have.”
Jane
stared at Ebony. “I don’t care what you do,” she said. “Just don’t get us
killed--or worse.”
Ebony
rolled her eyes. “Use your heads. There aren’t enough women on this sorry
little planet for the men to just lop our heads off, or even do us any serious
damage. They need us--and they want us--or else we wouldn’t be here.” She
glanced up furtively at the men to see if they listened, but Damon and Fallon
remained hunkered over the table playing their card game and ignoring their
captives.
“I’m just
trying to figure out what I need to do to survive this the best way I know
how,” Ebony said.
Cassie
snickered. “Yeah, well, you’re not very good at it, Ebony.”
Ebony
sighed and dropped her forehead back to her knees. “I know,” she said, her
voice muffled.
“Well,
just leave us out of it,” Jane
something like that.”
He looked
affronted. “I’ve never beat a woman in my life,” Fallon said.
“Then why
did your people kill all the women? Why do you feel wronged by the king? It
was the king’s decision, was it not?” she asked, watching him steadily and
hoping she hadn’t pushed too far. She easily remembered the struggles she’d
been taught in history about tyrannical kings and rebel nations. America, for
one.
A nerve
ticked in his jaw. Damon stopped shuffling his cards and regarded her with a
dumbfounded expression. Behind her, the whispering of the other women suddenly
fell silent from the impact of her question. Even though she’d asked him
quietly, her daring had alarmed everyone in the room.
But she
had to know his reasons. This was too important to ignore if she was to
discover his motives--the motives of the rebels.
“It is
not for the likes of you to question my liege’s wisdom,” Damon snarled.
Fallon
held up a hand, cutting Damon off from berating her, but he stared coldly at
Ebony. “You are too bold and your tongue is unbound. Go and sit with the
other women before you test the limits of my patience any further.”
Ebony’s
chair scraped the wooden floor as she stood up. “Yes, sir . I am your
prisoner, after all,” she murmured, and moved away from the table to sit with
the other women. She’d tried to probe him, but he had no reason to answer any
questions from her. She was being an idiot to keep pushing him when there was
no telling what he would, or could do to her--if he really wanted to--no matter
how decently he’d treated her up until now.
CHAPTER NINE
Ebony
sighed and sat down amongst the women. Hugging her knees against her chest,
she rested her forehead on them.
“Why’d
you do that?” Rebecca whispered, sidling close. “Are you trying to get us all
killed or something?”
“Yeah,
well, go ahead and say it. I’m a moron. The truth is, I’ve never been very
good at subtlety. I’ve got a knack for getting into trouble and sticking my
foot in my mouth.”
Jane
looked up at her. “Maybe if you were more of a girly girl, and had a better
head on your shoulders, you would just take Fallon or Damon to bed and get what
you want out of them.”
“King
Kore Anadaru has been willing to tell me all manner of tales once he’s gotten
his rocks off,” Suzanne added, apparently trying to be helpful.
“Okay,
that’s nothing we don’t already know,” Ebony said. “But you’re certainly
right.”
“Men
generally don’t like it known, but they’re pretty easy to manipulate once their
dicks are in love with the pussy,” added Jane.
“Well,
you’re right about that.” Ebony lifted her head. “I just hadn’t wanted to take
it that far. I’m tired of using my body as a tool to get what I want or to
keep out of trouble.”
Famke
laughed bitterly. “Well, you’ve come to the wrong place, I’m afraid. Our
bodies are the only coin we have.”
Jane
stared at Ebony. “I don’t care what you do,” she said. “Just don’t get us
killed--or worse.”
Ebony
rolled her eyes. “Use your heads. There aren’t enough women on this sorry
little planet for the men to just lop our heads off, or even do us any serious
damage. They need us--and they want us--or else we wouldn’t be here.” She
glanced up furtively at the men to see if they listened, but Damon and Fallon
remained hunkered over the table playing their card game and ignoring their
captives.
“I’m just
trying to figure out what I need to do to survive this the best way I know
how,” Ebony said.
Cassie
snickered. “Yeah, well, you’re not very good at it, Ebony.”
Ebony
sighed and dropped her forehead back to her knees. “I know,” she said, her
voice muffled.
“Well,
just leave us out of it,” Jane
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