The Apocalypse Exile 6 by Peter Meredith

Author:Peter Meredith [Meredith, Peter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Zombie
Published: 2015-11-15T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Captain Grey

As much as Jillybean’s world had lost focus and she saw things as large and vague, where nothing seeming to fit with anything else, Grey’s vision was narrow as the edge of his dagger. He had spent the two hours that Deanna was with the Duke in a state that was somewhat like his own coma. Things occurred around him, people spoke and walked here and there and generally carried on living, however he had only existed much like a tree might. He stood and the minutes passed in an ageless, timeless fashion.

Then he saw her looking pale, but otherwise unharmed. He could tell by her demeanor that she had remained…pure? It wasn’t the right word for a woman who had survived on The Island, however it was the right word for that moment and for that girl. She had refused the Duke, he could see that. She had remained steadfast and true—to herself and to Grey—at the risk of everything else, including her baby.

The others didn’t understand. They were weak. They still saw Deanna and all the other women who had been sex slaves as whores, however, Deanna was different. Grey had known it from the very start. She had been prickly at first and that was because she was trying to sort things out, to find her rightful place, to understand what honor meant for her. Unlike the others she had grown and as she had, she’d become so much more than she had ever been. She was no longer simply a creature of beauty, something to be gawked at or worn as arm candy. She was a woman with pride and regal bearing.

Or she had been.

Now she was a soft creature, vulnerable and precious. Grey watched over her constantly and his face was a carven mask of anger. Sorrow wasn’t his lot. When Eve had died, he had been furious, not mournful. His first thought had been: who had screwed up? Who had failed in their duty of watching her? Who would pay when he found out the truth of her death?

He was furious, and figured that sorrow would come later, but so far it hadn’t.

“It’ll be a weight on my soul when I die,” he whispered. And that too he would deal with when the time came. When he stood at those pearly gates, he figured he would let it all hang out then. That would be far down the road he hoped, both for himself and Deanna.

Once more, he worked the blood pressure cuff and, once more, he felt pain at the extremely low reading.

“Not so good?” a voice asked from the doorway. It was the Duke, bearish and burly. Grey took a long breath before replying and then found he didn’t have any words to answer with; he was simply too angry. He was almost certain the Duke had done something to Deanna, just what, wasn’t clear.

The Duke stared down at Deanna, ignoring the soldier as he gnashed his teeth. He then had the temerity to reach out and touch her foot beneath the thin blanket of green wool.

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