Emily’s Revenge (The Mamluks Saga Book 3) by Edward Lake Page A

headed back to their homes. I stayed in my position and watched them leave.
    At that moment, a message came over the radio on my sija . “My Ruler, we’ve found the Champion.”
    I was greatly relieved, and sent a hurried reply. “Excellent, Soldiers. Bring him to me.”
    Shortly after, the soldiers arrived with Nojus. He had a few cuts and bruises all over his body, but other than that he appeared to be fine. He staggered to me and kneeled. “I am pleased to see you safe, Great Emily.”
    I reached out and gently touched his face. “Rise, My Champion.”
    He stood up and looked down at me with a charmed smile. Samantha made a cute noise, grabbing his attention. He shifted his eyes and stared at her, still smiling. “She’s beautiful, My Ruler. The true Champion of all Mamluks.”
    I rocked her in my arms and kissed her wet face. “Yes she is.”
    As we looked on, the thunder in the sky picked up a little. I refocused and moved ahead. “To the space pods, Soldiers.” With Nojus, I headed into a ship and had the operating soldiers fly us to the space pods.
    Afterward, once the ships and all the passengers were secure inside the space pods, the soldiers who were assigned to stay on Turkland sent us into orbit—back to Earth.

Chapter 30: Bill
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    B y the grace of God, Saule and I had made it out of the battlefield and escaped into a village. We staggered ahead through the storm for miles and miles before finally finding a large ditch to hide in. It seemed as if we were the only ones left—the only ones who had made it out alive.
    Saule sent a private message to Juozas, hoping to get a response, and I made a small prayer that she would, but he didn’t responded. She tried again—and again. Still nothing. It was a demoralizing moment for both of us. We sat there in that ditch for a long while, staring off into the foggy distance.
    The war was over. “What are we gunna do now, Saule?”
    She remained quiet for a second or two, then bent forward and looked down, letting out a sad exhale. “We will do what we can do. What we must do.” She looked at me with brave eyes. “Keep fighting.” She reached out and firmly gripped my hand. “We can never give up. As long as we are breathing in and out—we can never give up.”
    I looked down and covered my forehead. “But how?” I was deeply disturbed by the future, not knowing what to expect. “How do we keep fighting after this?”
    Saule stood up and helped me to my feet. I looked up at her with sorrowful eyes.
    To my amazement, she was smiling. “Trust me—we can—and we will.”
    I took a deep breath. “Then dammit—let’s keep going and find a new home.”
    Together, we climbed out of the ditch and went ahead. We traveled for hours on end until we reached a small village. A group of Turks saw us and helped us into a hut. I released a long sigh as I took a seat on the muddy ground.
    I reached out to one of the Turks and touched his arm. “Thank you so much.”
    He let out a miserable growl. “We are happy to help, but many Turks have been killed. And our King and Queen, they—’’ He cried, and I was surprised to see it, not knowing the Turks could cry. It made me appreciate them even more. “They’ve killed King Azar and Queen Vera.”
    Saule shed a few tears as the hut fell silent. Watchfully, she looked outside. “And little Theron and Hemma?” 
    “We don’t know.”
    Hearing this made me angry. “That bitch Emily.” I clenched my fist. “She’s going to get hers one day.” I stared at the lowly Turk. “I can promise you that.”
    He growled and glanced to the outside. “The Mamluks have left thousands of soldiers on Turkland to hunt and kill any remaining rebels.” He turned his head and stared at us. “If they discover that we’ve helped you, they will kill us.”
    Saule nodded. “We understand. But I can assure you, we will remain hidden, far away from any villages.”
    I strongly agreed with her. We had