The Dragon Knight and the Steam World by D C Clemens

Author:D C Clemens [Clemens, D C]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-17T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

On venturing into my next conscious state, I saw that Svren and Alex remained in the unconscious one. However, assuming he wasn’t sleepwalking, an awake Ishree rummaged through a metal cabinet mounted to the wall.

“How long have I been asleep?”

“Not long. About five hours.” He closed the cabinet after pulling out a thick pair of spectacles made of dark leather, brass, and almost black glass. Strapping them to the top of his head, but not over his eyes, he said, “You should take off your armor and go back to sleep.”

Stretching, I said, “I’m fine for now.” I slipped out of the hammock. “Anyway, anything to appraise me of?”

“Hmm, well, the human fledglings are being kept in the rec room. They haven’t exactly been forthcoming, but I heard the woman has given us several details about the turncoat nest. You should get a better update from the major himself. He was speaking with the doc last I saw him, but I’m sure he’s somewhere else by now. Er, I have to go help make some repairs. Come, I’ll escort you to the mess hall. Someone there ought to know where he is.”

Being it was still deep into the numbing night, the ship was mostly devoid of bustling life. It only became mildly active again when we strolled close to the kitchen, where a couple of cooks prepared breakfast. Eating out of cans and socializing in the mess hall were a handful of sailors and Vanguard, one of these being Felicia. Letting Ishree go off to do his work, I went up to her. She bore an irked mien.

“Is something wrong?” I asked the Vanguard woman.

She twirled her spoon in the can to gather the yellow pudding thing inside. “Haven’t heard? I’m a mother now.” The pudding disappeared behind her lips.

“They have you watching the children?”

“I got tits, don’t I? That obviously means I’m good with brats, no matter how scared they are or how much they’re crying.”

“Can’t blame the children for being upset.”

“No, but I can complain all I want about them.”

“Indeed. Do you happen to know where Major Holson is?”

“Should be in his room.”

“Sleeping?”

“Maybe. Go check yourself.”

“Shouldn’t I be escorted everywhere I go?”

“Oh, right.”

“I promise to cry less than the children.”

My jesting vow managed to invoke a trifling smirk from her. She stood up with her food can. After scooping and eating what was left of the food inside, she put the can down and said, “Fine, let’s go.”

“There’s no rush,” I said, beginning our walk. “Unless you want to get back to those kids right away.”

“Ugh.”

“Can I assume your sister is taking care of them now?”

“In a sense.”

“Is she as enthusiastic as you are about children?”

“She’s better around kids than I am, but these are a lost cause. They’ve been raised to believe we’re the enemy, and taking them away from their parents isn’t exactly proving them wrong. I’ll be shocked if they don’t grow up with some serious issues. It’s not like any respectable family are gonna take in turncoat kids.

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