Her blonde hair was pulled up into an ornate up-do with little white flowers tucked in it here and there. Her gown was pale yellow and flowed to the floor.
Emerald and Caleb bowed as they entered the room which smelled sweet. Emerald smiled at the woman. “You look very pretty, Your Majesty.”
A smile crept over the older woman’s pink lips. “What a nice thing to say, Emerald.”
She gestured for them to take a seat on the small sofa in front of her throne-like chair. They did as she suggested and a young woman brought them drinks as well.
“My guard told me you brought in a primal man from that planet. Why would you do such a thing, and who is he?” Her pink lips touched the edge of her glass as she peered over the edge, looking at Caleb.
“That man is not from that planet. That planet has not been inhabited by any humans as of yet. The man we brought back is your husband’s brother, and we found him on the planet we visited.” Caleb took a sip of the drink and found it too sweet and had such a high content of alcohol he could actually taste it.
With furrowed brows, she said, “Why would I want that man’s brother here?”
Emerald took the Queen’s attention. “Because he is the one who was sent to kill you but hid you instead. For his help, the King had him taken to that planet and left there. I’m sure to die, but the man managed to survive.”
The Queen’s eyes went wide and her hand covered her chest. “You mean to tell me, my husband exiled the man who helped him? His own brother? See how much he deserves to die?”
Caleb squeezed Emerald’s hand in an attempt to get her to keep her thoughts to herself.
It didn’t work though as Emerald answered, “Death is a punishment best left up to the one who gave us life. Do you not agree, Your Highness?”
Caleb looked at her as if her mind had been taken. “What she means is…”
The Queen held up her hand, stopping him. “Please, Caleb. I want women to learn to speak up after all. What should I do to the man who fooled me into believing he loved me like no other ever could?”
Her light blue eyes stared into Emeralds and Caleb found his stomach tense. Emerald answered, “Your Grace, I do not have an answer for you. I wish I did. The only thing I do know is taking a life is wrong no matter who is doing the taking.”
“But the call is yours, Queen. No one is saying anything other than that,” Caleb jumped in to say. “Now, about the man we found. His name is Xavultan. Did the King ever speak about him to you?”
“I knew he had a brother. I had never met him, though. My husband wanted his past left far behind him. I suppose the fact he was a commoner who might have had Earthling blood made him want to keep that away.” The Queen took another sip of the strong drink and picked up a little, white, round, ball off a platter on the table in front of her. “Help yourselves, please.”
Both shook their heads and Emerald asked, “No thank you. Do you suppose Xavultan could stay in the palace?”
“The man saved my life. He will always be welcome here. In honor of finding him, I will order a feast to be prepared for him. All these years I feared him dead. To find him alive is a great day for me,” she said then rang a little bell.
A man walked in quickly and bowed. “Yes, Your Highness?”
“We have a very welcomed guest this evening. Have a feast prepared for twenty, if you please.” She waved him away. “I’ll want it served in two hours.”
He ran off to get it accomplished in the small amount of time. Caleb watched him run off, and he said, “Then at the feast, he can tell you all about the planet. I see no reason we can’t get working on it as soon as you want to. There is enough there to sustain an initial party of builders. The flight is a mere six hours so we can easily take materials there to build with.”
“Wonderful news. I cannot wait to see the place. Tell me, are there delightful creatures there?” She sat up and placed her hands on her thighs and a real smile traveled over her lips.
It made Caleb happy to see her like that and the thought ran through his head how happy Kerr was going to be to find his mother was alive.
Emerald smiled and said, “There are some unique creatures there. We didn’t come close to seeing them all, but the one which excited me the most was this tiny thing with a huge howl. I named it a howler hopper.”
The Queen clapped her hands. “Did you get a picture?”
Caleb answered, “Not of that one. It took us by surprise as it was tiny and the noise was so loud. When we finally figured out what was making the sound, I’m afraid I frightened it away without being able to get a picture of it for you.”
“At the feast put all the pictures together and show us all what you found. I’ll let you two go get cleaned up and changed and see you in the grand dining hall in two hours then,” she told them.
Caleb rose and took Emerald’s hand in his. They bowed and left the room. As they walked up the stairs to his room, Emerald asked, “Does she seem a little better than she was before?”
“I think when her son arrives, it will make a vast difference in her. She has been through so much. I know the King wronged her terribly, and he has to suffer some punishment for it. I hope he gives the woman an apology, at the very least.”
Caleb opened the door and let Emerald go in first. She turned back after she walked into the room. “I do too. I hope he can find something inside him to do the best he can to right his wrong.”
“I don’t know what one can do to make something that horrible right, but admitting how wrong he was, is a start.” Caleb pulled his wife into the shower, and she smiled at him.
“Do we have time for a little steamy fun in the shower?” she asked as she ran her hands over his large biceps.
“Always time for that, Love.” He kissed her as he pulled her clothes off and she pulled at his too.
***
The food at the feast was fit for a King, a Euthenian King, but a King all the same. Beautiful platter after beautiful platter was heavily laden with every type of food they had. Golden beetles in silver sauce, butterflies in edible silk, and even chocolate grasshoppers.
Xavultan sat to the right of the Queen at the honored place at the long table. He looked like a different man, after getting his hair cut and a shave. He resembled the king in many ways. Yet his eyes were softer and he held his jaw less tight.
Their reunion was one with a few tears and a hug. Neither seemed able to talk much as the emotions were too high.
Both had been set up to die. The King, the person who had ordered both deaths. His wife and only brother, he wanted dead. Yet they’d managed to survive and Caleb found it a common bond with the two.
A silent bond. One all could feel the enormous presence of in the large dining hall.
Caleb saw Emerald struggling with the food which people from Earth did not cotton too well at all. He placed a chocolate grasshopper to her lips, and she shook her head and held her lips tightly together. He laughed. “I really must insist, Love.”
Her eyes went big, and she shook her head with vigor. “No…”
Caleb popped it in before she could close her mouth shut again and she quickly swallowed. “See, not so bad, right?”
“I didn’t really taste it. I kind of panicked and swallowed quickly as I could.”
He picked up another one and held it to her lips. “Try this one. Think of it as a crunchy chocolate.”
Emerald let him put the food in her mouth and she took a couple of chews then swallowed it down. “Ew. I felt its legs. But it tasted just like chocolate.”
Caleb tried to hold back a laugh but out it came out, anyway. The Queen noticed Emerald’s uncomfortableness with the food. “Emerald, perhaps this creamy soup would be a better match for your taste.”
She gestured to a bowl of steaming white soup and it was passed down to Emerald. Who placed a spoonful in the small bowl of her place setting.
Her first spoonful had her digging in for more. “Delicious!”
T
he Queen smiled. “Good!”
With the last bite finished, Emerald wiped her mouth. “Thank you for suggesting that, Your Majesty.”
“I thought you might like it. It’s a very nutritious blend of some of our finest ingredients.” The Queen gave her a smile. “I think a little bit of everything is in that soup.”
Emerald’s face went pale. “Everything? Like bugs?”
“Insects are the main part of our diet. Of course, there are some in there. They’re blended, though.” The Queen seemed pleased with her little deception which got Emerald to eat.
“A true mother you are, Your Majesty,” Emerald told her with a smile. “Tricking me into eating something otherwise, I wouldn’t have. Clever.”
“You liked it, so now you’ll eat it. You won’t think about what went into it. You’ll just remember it tastes good.” The Queen’s gaze went to a man who was entering the huge dining hall.
He wore a grave expression and looked right at the Queen. “Your Majesty, there has been a signal sent to us from every ship in the Armada.”
The Queen’s eyes pulled wide. “Every ship?”
“Yes, Your Majesty,” the man looked grim. “All are sending a distress signal and all are without the power to come home. Something has drained all their power and left them in complete darkness and floating in space.”
The Queen’s color left her beautiful face. “All power lost means they have limited air to breathe.” Her light blue eyes looked around at every person at the table. “We could lose every royal we have, save me.”
Caleb spoke up, “Should we send a rescue team?”
She shook her head. “Not enough time.” She looked at the man who had delivered the bad news. “Turn on the tractor beam and make sure you put it on the highest level. We have to get them in as fast as we can. My sister and son are on those ships.”
The man turned to leave but looked back at the Queen. “If we’re able to catch them, it will take three days to bring them in. That will be just in time before their air runs out.”
Caleb’s stomach knotted. “Then get on it, man! We’ve no time to waste!”
The Queen was shaking in her seat. Caleb got up and went to her. He took her hand and helped her up. “Thank you, Caleb.” She looked at Emerald. “Emerald, please accompany me to my parlor where we can sit and wait to see if the tractor beam can catch them.”
Emerald hurried to her side and held her hand as they left the room. “I’m sure the beam can catch them. We have to have faith at a time like this, Your Majesty.”
“That we do, child. That we do,” the Queen said with a shaky voice.
Caleb wasn’t as sure as his wife. Hope still found a place in him, though. But even if they did make it back home, what if Caleb stood with his father and he was ordered to kill the man who was as much a brother to him as any of his real ones?
His heart was heavy, and he wished like hell the Queen would call the murder of the King off.
With this change of events, can I get her to see reason?
And now The Grande Finale for
The Euthenian Battle and The Uprising
Series
Are you ready for this?
‘Allied with the Alien’
Book 6
(The Euthenian Battle Series
Book 4
Meets
The Uprising
Book 3)
CHAPTER 1
Kataline
It’s like I’m here and then I’m not. Snippets of what’s going on keep happening. The darkness is complete. I have no idea where I am or where anyone else is.
The stars dot the jet black, velvet of space we seem to be moving through so much more slowly than we were before. I don’t know what’s happened to the ship or all of the people.
I feel as if I’m floating in a thick pool of some strange liquid substance. Numbness flows through me. My mind is calm. I want to know where my husband is, but I’m nor frantic about it at all.
The calmness is overwhelming and there is not a thing I can do about it, so why to bother. I don’t feel as if I could become worried or angry or have any emotion really, even if I concentrated very hard to.
“We must find the King and kill him,” some small voice in my head says.
The deep one, the loudest one, answers, “He is to stay alive until we land. The words are clear in my head. Do not question them.”
I try hard to care, but it’s no use. I just can’t seem to care about anything. It feels like I have no cares any longer. The thought I may be dead is one I’ve had a number of times.
But I don’t think I am for some odd reason. The fact I can look out the window for one. I don’t think the afterlife will have a need for space.
“I am here, Kataline,” I hear the King’s voice. “Do to me what you will, but please allow the others to live. Our oxygen could run out before the tractor beam takes us all the way to Euthenia.”
I squint into the blackness and see nothing. “Why should I care if they make it or not?” My mouth moves to say the words and I could feel that, but that was not my voice or my mind making them.
The King says, “So you no longer care about Kerr?”
“He will be fine. He sleeps as do the rest. They’re taking up little oxygen. I know we’ll get back. And even you as well. I am not to take your life until we’re on the ground. I have been told to allow those who want to, to leave the ships before I destroy them all,” that deep voice says using my mouth.
“Why am I not asleep?” the King asks.
“I was told to let you stay awake. The person you wronged wants you to be acutely aware of what’s going to happen to you. I am not even to tell you how I will kill you. Your mind will go much deeper than my words ever could.”
“Kataline, how did this happen to you? This is not your voice I’m talking to. Can’t you come out and speak with me?” he asks.
I think about trying to get out to talk to him, but the thick water around me moves a little, rocking me and making me want to stay right where I am.
The deep voice answers for me, “She’s happy where she is. She has no wish to talk to you.”
The King’s sigh I can hear. “You have good in you Kataline. I know you do. Why are you letting this evil control you, child?”
I listen as the deep voice answers him, “Good and evil reside within us all, it’s which voice you choose to listen to which rules you. I simply chose the loudest, Sire.”
“Maybe your true voice could become the loudest. I want to confess something to you. Something I have never told anyone, save the man who did the deed for me.” The King hesitates and I find myself listening hard for him to talk.
One of the weaker voices asks, “What have you done?”
The higher voice adds, “Oh yes, please tell us. We are dying to know what you did which has this happening to you.”
Confusion fills the tone of the King’s voice as he asks, “Do you mean to tell me, you’re doing all this and you have no idea what I’ve done or who is doing this to me?”
The high voice answers him, “Only commands have we heard. Only what we are to do. It’s not a woman or a man, only words which run through our brain. Kill the King is the dominant phrase but there are many, many others.”
“Perhaps you do have some type of device inside you as Kerr has suggested to me. Perhaps a scan will show us something which can be removed and bring Kataline back to us.”
The deep voice laughs. It’s a dark and evil sound. “We are all Kataline.”
I float in the thick liquid and wonder why there are so many voices if they are all me. Can I possibly have that many personalities?
A soft voice comes out of me. One that reminds me of a mother’s voice though I’ve never had one of those. It sounds like that to me. “Something has triggered each aspect of our whole, which is Kataline, to split apart. Each individual side usually combines to form the whole person. In this case, something has happened to heighten each separate part
of the whole. Our powers have been heightened as well. It is I who turned back the laser beams.”
“People don’t have the powers you have, Kataline.” The King sounds frustrated.
The mother voice says, “Yes, you do. We all have things we can do. Whatever it is which has enlightened us showed us the power we had from the very beginning. You have some too. Everyone does.”
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