Princess of Zenina (The Zeninan Saga Book 1) by Giselle Marks

Author:Giselle Marks [Marks, Giselle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-02-23T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Five - Games of Various Kinds

Charles took his time beating the Major at snooker, having to deliberately miss several shots to allow him some table time. They had a light meal and a couple of beers each. Cucat came in and talked to them for a while. Unlike most Zeninan males, he was wearing loose trousers with a shirt. He was moving rather stiffly and declined to sit with them, but stood rather awkwardly and grimaced in pain, as Charles greeted him with a slap on the back. Charles apologized for his stupidity, but Cucat only laughed bitterly.

“I’ll remember it when Marina gets around to you. Klivina was certainly thorough. At least she has stuck by me. I stayed with Jelen as he fetched his things and left with Etapa. Zenla didn’t even say goodbye; she was closeted with a new Kurgian. Jelen says he’s broken-hearted, but at least he’s avoided a beating.”

“I’ll expect he’ll get his too. Most owners prefer to welcome their slaves like that. Do you intend to watch his sale?”

“If Klivina permits, she’s placing restrictions on me, I have to behave!”

“Do you want me to see to your back?” Charles offered.

“No thanks, Klivina says if the stripes are gone before the match, she’ll put them straight back on after it.”

Cucat had one beer and left. A few Zeninan women sat drinking with a group of Kurgian space crew. Men from various planets stood in clusters quaffing beer and ogling the Zeninan women who flitted in and out. Some couples paired off, leaving the bar for rooms above or their own quarters elsewhere. Charles and Bromarsh were approached a few times. Charles laughingly pleaded total exhaustion as Marina was home and he had to look after her friend. To one lady who showed a distinct interest in the Major, he stated he was completely untrained and very mediocre, not the thing to please a lady of her exquisite taste.

“Is Princess Marina keeping him to herself?” the lady remarked.

“Come to me, young man,” she said to Bromarsh, “when she tires of you.” With that she left without Charles or Bromarsh needing to reply.

“Attractive lady,” remarked Bromarsh, a little flattered.

“Yes, but she is not very gentle! Marina wouldn’t be pleased if I returned you with half your ribs cracked.”

Lahoda walked in as Charles was potting the last ball of the frame. She saw him at once, hesitating in the doorway, undecided whether to stay or go. She had inspected the slaves for the following day’s sale at the market intending to leave a bid on a young giant whose open smiling face had appealed to her. Jelen had been brought in just before she placed her bid; she spent a few moments staring at the sulking slave.

Lahoda had seen him about with Charles and knew they were friends, but Zenla was one of Dalzina’s cronies, Lahoda was not in Dalzina’s circle. She had never tried Jelen out, but he was certainly the most attractive slave on offer. Jelen became aware of her interest and knowing who she was, smiled back.

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