A Queen's Pride by N D Jones

Author:N D Jones [Jones, N D]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kuumba Publishing
Published: 2020-06-25T16:00:00+00:00

“General Volt has your soldier by the throat and the other felidae female has a big knife to his . . .” Silas lowered his hand to his crotch. “What are they waiting for?”

Frank stood beside Silas. He’d come running into his office fifteen minutes ago and had handed him a pair of binoculars. “I’m not going down there. Are you?”

“I like my balls and my throat where they are, so no.”

They were cowards, hiding in a building and spying on a scene from the safety of his office. Nothing that had happened over the last forty-eight hours had to have occurred. The needless violence and bloodshed. The deaths. The danger his decision had placed his family and nation in. None of it should’ve happened, but it all had because Silas wanted what didn’t belong to him.

From his perch, Silas found he didn’t mind the role of coward, not when playing hero could’ve had his life in the literal hands of two hardcore felidae females.

“You gave them permission to torture the girl.”

“How the hell else did you think we were going to get her to sign? You’re worthless, Silas. Spineless and worthless.”

“Spineless? I don’t see you down there with your Sergeant Major. If your spine is made of sterner stuff than mine, then go down there and tell General Volt it was you who gave the order to have her sekhem tortured. You go, and I’ll stay here and watch you through my nice binoculars while she rips out that spine you think so highly of.”

“Shut up. . . . Did you hear that?” Frank lifted the walkie-talkie between them. “The general said something to the girl.”

“Her hand is still on the PTT button?”

“She must want us to hear what’s going on.”

“What did she—”

“Shush.”

“Live or die, my sekhem. What is your will?”

“Did she just?” His fingers on the binoculars tightened.

“The girl decides our fate.”

Silas had feared as much, but Frank sounded stunned. “She’s their leader. It’s her right.”

“She’s a girl. Eighteen. A child. Our fate shouldn’t be decided by a child.” Frank pressed the lens of his binoculars against the pane of glass. “It’s for show. All of those felidae won’t listen to a girl barely out of high school. The general, sure, but not a child. She rules nothing. Not a goddamn thing, Silas.”

It began as one, maybe two roars, then grew to twenty. Fifty. A hundred. More. More. Within seconds, the hundreds of Shona who’d converged on his headquarters were roaring. Lights in his office flickered, the building shook, and Silas thought a tornado had touched down right outside his window.

They raged. The sounds of their fury an ear-splitting, heart-pounding prelude to death. Silas was sure they would rush the gate, break down the doors, and swarm inside. Any moment he would hear the scratch of claws outside his door then feel the prick of sharp teeth at his throat.

“Too loud. Hurts.” Frank dropped to his knees, binoculars and walkie-talkie skidded across the floor, and hands covered ears.

Silas wanted to take cover like Frank.

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