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Castaway Von s HavenChapter 13

Hollow female voices with high pitched tones danced in and out of my awareness. "No one wakes up from a death sleep after seven days," an older woman said. A younger woman's low voice responded, next to my ear, "Nor have I ever seen sword wounds close and heal before my very eyes like an unseen hand sewing a shirt. You were not here but I swear it is truly what happened the morning after the attack." A different woman with a raspy voice, said, "We saw the blood, the wounds and the...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 14

The next day I surprised my wives with the special four wheel carriage I had made for the estate. The carriage was equipped with the wolf cart's design features but with larger wheels and a set of retractable canvas covers to protect against the weather. Two horses with improved harnesses could pull the light wagon with six passengers easily on the rut covered country road. The improved leaf spring suspension and larger wheels smoothed the roughness to an almost comfortable outing. Hajin on...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 15

My link with Derwen had grown stronger over the last week and I could feel her emotions from longer ranges now. I sensed a layer of pleasure from her, perhaps being surrounded with other women, her discussion with friends portended a more favorable afternoon after the bloodshed of this morning. Hajin decided to intrude on my thoughts, "Von I have to step off the ship and arrange for the rest of the Juniper water to be sent to the estate. Lady Derwen's brother, the innkeeper in Lone Tree,...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 16

Derwen handed me the ladle and I tasted the soup. The owner's bedroom was dark with just a low lamp, which swayed gently with the sea swell, hung above our dinner table, In the dim light, her eyes were truly dark as sea coal. Her soul was bright in my mind. Our link was warm and tender, a flowing friendship with mutual curiosities. The seafood soup was warm but not to my taste. "I will stick with the bread and beans tonight," I said. All Derwen wore was a fox wrap and boots to keep her...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 17

Webster Mission Log: Summary The medical updates from my sub-routines report improved health from my ward since the introduction of nanomites to his female pod. Level 1 experiment conclusions logged for future recommendations on the design improvements for the implant. The effectiveness of the nanomites fluid exchange program is frustrated due to a lack of data from his females. My game theory sub-routine is constantly requesting more data on the practical target number for per annum...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 18

"Look out, Von!" shouted Coven. With a fluid motion I pushed forward and swung my staff above my head in a threatening spin, causing the two remaining marines to pull up short rather than collide with the swirling wood. The marine on the ground started to back away and get up slowly, picking up his staff to join his partners. "Hold," I shouted. All the men stepped back, lowering their staffs. "That is how you can hold off multiple opponents for a few moments. However, I'd have to kill...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 19

The boats cut through the shallow coastal water, while sea gulls, unhappy at our appearance, marked our progress with angry calls. The marines provided mocking compliments at the pump boats swift nature, since they were accustomed to the slow and heavy dugouts. Last night's weather dream continued to indicate clear skies for the next three days but with slightly lower temperatures. No ships were anywhere near our destination either, so our plan to attack the slavers was not going to be...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 20

Mission Log: Summary My ward's recent attack on an enemy tribe was successful, but the frequency of armed conflict is a concern when my current resources provide little, if any, support to him. Logic dictates a series of small things brought in motion with a larger plan can create a meaningful solution, whilst still honoring the Alpha-Omega protocol. I have substantially increased the number of available repair bots on this ship to execute an extra vehicular building program on a large...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 21

Breakfast was in the women's center and many of the new women sipped their soup and ate the biscuits with me, whilst my wives were having a counseling session with Celine in private back in the tower. Laudus and her sisters were noticeably missing but Grimm kept me company. I explained how she was to run the mule teams and train the new women in safety around the animals. She took in my words but something was clearly on her mind. Finally, Grimm said in a low voice, "The social circles...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 22

I schooled my expression when we finished the first sailing boat, wanting to look the part of a confident leader rather than the playful school-boy I felt today. The lateen sail design was the first to be seen in the world and Celine had painted ferocious looking eyes on the bow. The overall improved features of the boat shocked our sea wives moving them to tears of joy. They had successfully put the smaller prototype to good use and the village fish's catch increases was their doing, so I...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 23

Mission Log: Summary Phase I of the Cornerstone project has been completed. Phase II is projected for completion in one solar day. Materials for Phase III are already collected and my new repair bots are processing the gun design for manufacturing. The initial kinetic rounds are also completed. The improved data collection due to message authentication code algorithms from female return fluid exchange with my ward have flagged an issue. I identified two new black females with similar DNA...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 24

Mission Log: Summary The elevated stress levels in Cadet Solon since the introduction of the improved pheromone adjustments warrants a change in the nanomites programming. His constant discomfort and above average blood pressure readings point to mental anguish over this adjustment. The observation of large clusters of females around him during our sample measurements confirm my current strategy is at fault. Version 3 pheromone coding is deleted from the download task list. My game theory...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 25

Once again, my bird's eye view widens for me to see the area. A color path projection overlays the warships with time-to-land estimates for various courses. All time projections were after sunrise with the highest probability they would sweep along our shore rather than swing out to sea again. Orange targeting rings surround the ships marking them hostile. A legend left of the view identifies Orange as standby mode, red as offline, green as engage. The view changes to the normal weather map...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 26

After a simple cold breakfast of stale bread and leftover bits of meat Sorcha and I stepped onto the deck. The cargo hold was already open and a growing number of barrels of water were accumulating on the dock; the crew seemed pretty proficient with this process after months of practice. My dream indicated a set of storms building out to sea with a high probability one would hit the island in a few days, but we would be at the estate long before the bad weather. The cloud cover was almost...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 27

Over breakfast with Derwen and Mercedes, I discussed my planned estate improvements to help enrich the lives of the villagers. Because I had learned the topography of the estate on my last visit, I was able to identify the best placements for the two water wheels to maximize the technological improvements. Additionally, I wanted to build another clay furnace to create springs for more wolf carts, primarily to be used in conjunction with the upcoming build sites. Derwen had stock-piled sea...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 28

The next cycle with Derwen and Mercedes brought numerous changes into our lives. Derwen's normal smirk and Mercedes' equally endearing grin made me laugh as they had me measure their growing bellies with my hands. The two women examining me for any sign of disapproval of their figure. I surveyed them from top to bottom and said, "You are both so beautiful. Nothing makes me more excited than looking at our shared love." They rushed me for hugs and Mercedes said, "You are just proud of...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 29

Mission Log: Summary Cornerstone is complete. With the defensive asteroid platform fully operational, my game theory sub-routine's next priority project is building chaff grenade dispensers. Their purpose is to confuse and divert missiles from their targets as the fragile nature of the spy platform is a concern. It is my best resource for timely data from the planet, therefore a defensive mechanism to protect the array from space borne attack is necessary. Of course, a chaff defense is...

Castaway FearlessChapter 2

“Tharin and Coven can enter, but that’s it for now,” Swarta instructed the tower guards. “Add Sparrow and his father, Tassim. We don’t want to leave out the town crier nor the royal huntsman,” I corrected. “As you command,” the tower guard answered in a formal tone, before moving next to the other guard blocking the open door. I deposited my staff, backpack and gravity board in the corner of the room. The chattering of the servant women were a combination of high-pitch squeals and the fast...

Castaway FearlessChapter 3

“You’ve gone white as a ghost. Are you alright?” Palus asked, standing up with concern. There was no time to recover, no way to extricate myself from the situation. Pushing forward while they were on an emotional high was necessary. I had to accept there were holes in my understanding of the marsh culture, and generally what passed for normal on this continent. Waving Palus down while pointing to a chair for Tharin, I decided to confront my fears. It was time to bridge the technology gap...

Castaway FearlessChapter 4

Throughout the greater part of the day we mingled among the town’s folk. After the evening’s feast I was told our stroll had more than reassured the guest workers and recent arrivals, and they were celebrating and congratulating themselves at their smart choice to move here. I didn’t really understand how a crowd’s mood could swing so broadly from fatal resignation over one calamity and then to sweeping happiness. Yet, hope was the fire that fed their emotions, even when a brief squall dumped...

Castaway FearlessChapter 5

In the garden, a jubilant chorus of young temple women, shouted, “Lord Solon!” I winced, never believing Derwen would send them out looking for me in the dark. In light of our strange link, I should have known my wife would use my aura to guide them in the right direction, even if it was dark. Our shuttle’s stealth technology had nothing to compete with the natural locating ability of Derwen’s mind when in range of her soul mate. Landing on our estate I had felt her too, since mating with her...

Castaway FearlessChapter 7

“I can’t believe we agreed to ride with him,” I thought, “it was only yesterday we had lunch.” “Why do you say that?” Julie asked, keeping the conversation going, bouncing with the latest rut in the road. The mid-morning sun glared through a lace curtain, which covered her window, touching her black shirt and pants. The morning sky was a brilliant blue with little wind, and it was obvious the sun would beat down on us later. “We have found evidence that there have been some material...

Castaway FearlessChapter 8

Mission Log Update My study of females continues. I have concluded, women are more social then men, and their strong affiliative behavior is fundamental to their lives. They often groom, hug and touch each other, talking at length, which strengthens social bonds. It is these bonds that form the core of their social group, as humans say, “these actions and attitudes are the glue holding the community together.” Of course, the medical nanomites created in Von Solon’s implant intensify these...

Castaway FearlessChapter 9

The haunting sound of an owl lifted me from my dark dream. Hostile ships had landed on the Amarian coast to avoid the intense storm system north of Conquest Point’s peninsula. While we had experienced the mild outer edges of the storm, the eastern coast had received its uncharacteristic fury. Webster’s nightly implant download identified at least a dozen ships sinking between Conquest Point and Heraldsburg’s harbor. Thankfully, half of them were small scout ships flagged as Raiders and the...

Castaway FearlessChapter 10

The young Wolf next to me blinked and swallowed, visibly nervous. Waiting has never been fun when the prospect of immediate danger is near. He played around with his elm bow, which was tough wood, but not as strong as yew. We needed strong bows, so Hajin had acquired the elm bows due to their general availability in Port City. As the training company’s commander, Hajin knew the best craftsmen and trainers in Convey. I put a hand on the Wolf’s arm. “We have the finest companions anyone could...

Castaway FearlessChapter 11

I noticed the dust motes dancing in the window’s beam of light as I briefly watched Julie. She waited in anticipation for Zetia to finish sucking up her morning supply of body magic. When I looked back at Zetia’s gorgeous brown eyes, I felt a shudder down my entire body and a glow of warm satisfaction. “Well done,” Julie praised her assistant, as my PDA buzzed urgently. “That was wonderful timing too.” I jumped out of the small bed the other way and opened the footlocker at the bottom of...

Castaway FearlessChapter 12

By the time the skirmish line was approaching the bridge our mules and the escort’s horses were rested, watered and had been fed a handful of oats. Furthermore, the Raider’s reserves had infested the farmhouse looking for us, while the main battle line still faced the city defenders. In fact, the enemy’s entire attack had been disrupted and they weren’t happy. Without any mounted scouts they were at a substantial disadvantage, which gave us great personal satisfaction. Indeed, we all had...

Castaway FearlessChapter 13

Captain Minetos escorted our men inside the defensive line of the city, and then we parted from him and the Count. Count Vee had been apologetic that he hadn’t made arrangements for my men. The truth be told, the man hadn’t originally anticipated I’d bring my own escort with me from Conquest Point, so I didn’t blame him for the lack of preplanning. And for this reason, when Scout traveled ahead with Zetia to make the arrangements for us, his knowledge of the city made things easy. I wasn’t...

Castaway FearlessChapter 14

Like so many other things in my surreal existence, the familiar warmth of morning kisses from each of my lovers sent powerful feelings through my body. Without a word, I parted Zetia’s lips with my tongue. After a playful moment, she accepted it and copied the effort, pressing back harder. Julie showed her own enthusiasm by reaching over and playing with my morning hardness. My wife twisted her hand and pumped me a few times. “It’s in working order,” Julie assured Zetia. “Roll onto your...

Castaway FearlessChapter 15

“I am sure Count Vee will leach out all the information he can from Minetos, while we have a short chat together,” Princess Wyrd announced. “I have a house full of worried people that need my attention and reassurance. However, your presence here with the Count is a puzzle piece that needs understanding.” “I don’t know if we are a piece of your puzzle. It seems we are more likely a flower bouquet to provide his presentation with a honeysuckle scent,” Julie responded, moving over to stand by...

Castaway FearlessChapter 16

“Ours is a tragic age. Coastal raiders stole my favorite horse and my wife. I raised that stallion and I’ll never forgive them for taking him.” -Count Vee, Conquest Point’s Envoy (excerpt from Princess Wyrd’s diary) A rough looking wagon trundled down a side lane, turning off the main road. It was hard to miss from the carriage window as we stopped. A footman opened our door so we could exit the Count’s carriage. Pausing, Scratch and I adjusted our garments and swords. Sea birds circling...

Castaway FearlessChapter 17

“I promise to look out for him,” Julie said, ending our conference call with my wives back in Juniper Hills. She closed her PDA and looked at me. “Von, you can understand they are unhappy with you marching towards a battle. They really don’t care about this mission, especially if it is needlessly going to put us in danger.” “I explained why it makes sense to look out for Count Vee’s neck. In the end, we want good relations with Conquest Point and its neighbors,” I answered, pounding the side...

Castaway FearlessChapter 18

“The Prince has signaled the advance,” the noble shouted from his stallion, the early morning mist swirling around him. “Why haven’t you mounted?” “We’re in no hurry,” I commented, rising from the log my family was sitting on, taking a last bite of my tasty venison. “We’re keeping an eye on Princess Wyrd.” “Listen here, when the army commander says something you will do it! The Black Prince said I am in charge of the Rear Guard. Obviously, that includes your men. Get going!” The young noble...

Castaway FearlessChapter 19

Despite the fury of their enemy’s attack, the 1st company of Captain Minetos was in good shape. The Raiders in front of us had suffered a fearsome toll from our archers. In fact, there weren’t any men immediately behind the enemy formation to fill the empty places in their line. However, enemy skirmishers had begun sweeping our open flank, which was a dangerous threat. The Amarians were formation fighters, each warrior was trained to depend on the shield next to him, turn their flank and...

Castaway FearlessChapter 20

“The sun will set soon,” Princess Wyrd casually announced, as she approached me where I stood on the road. Her loyal men-at-arms kept their distance for some reason. “A welcome sight for most of us,” I declared, while clipping my PDA in place on my belt. “We’re all tired.” “Is it from your fascinating exhibit of power with your magical wand or your faithful help with the wounded?” She asked. “I wondered when you’d bring that up,” I responded. “Both armies were devastated today. Julie and I...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 30

Dinner was more formal than usual as a couple of the noble lords and their families were visiting us from Port City. These were merchants that Derwen often worked with in her ship transport business, moving goods for other merchants to smaller ports not normally visited by Derwen's fleet. Normally Derwen had been the one entertained in Port City; however, her desire not to travel far until after the birth of her children changed the annual routine, so Derwen and I entertained them at the...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 31

Mission Log: Summary My primary server's medical health routine concluded an observational study of my ward. His behaviors correlate well with the medical data on human males. Cadet Solon's visual-spatial ability and interest in moving things correspond to female mate movements. A component section of the study associates his preference for mammary glands and the laterally projecting prominence of the female pelvis. A corollary question is whether my ward has a skin pigmentation...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 32

Mission Log: Summary My meager deceptive space defense additions are now in place. Chaff projectors and laser finders are online. My next solar system project is to create three message buoys that will be placed around the planet at the hyper-limit. Spacecraft entering the solar system via hyperspace will receive message broadcasts regarding the Wolfenstein planetary claim. Any Empire space faring entity will recognize the legal discovery rights declared. A valid claim by Von Solon...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 33

Tharin lunged at me, his foot work sure and true. My staff blocked it with ease but his strength jolted my wrist. I jabbed out at his partner and retreated a step, which I fumbled, my heel caught in an animal hole. It took all my effort to deflect Tharin's determined overhead sword swing, while Crum's swift swing at my leg was deflected at great cost to my balance, as I continued out of control using my momentum as an advantage, cracking him in the ribs with a twirling staff tip. "Hold!"...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 34

After another month of constant work I realized my friends were overburdened. The constant increase in the village size called for spreading out leadership responsibilities more. Coven was now overwhelmed in administering the village, projects and running the watch. I could see the pressure on his shoulders, so I made a change and we both agreed Crum would take over the village security. His mercenary experience would contribute to a strong village watch. Some of the people from Convoy called...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 35

Hazel backed into my hardness and spooned me, the darkness of the early morning hiding her movements from my eyes. I found comfort in her familiar wetness; Hazel liked early morning love making. The soft stroking and tender touches filled her with soft moans of pleasure. In bed Hazel's personality was very giving, her total desire for us to be connected. Hazel's whispered words, "Give me your baby, Von," always on her lips. My lover could not get enough of the climaxes my body gave her...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 36

At times I needed to recharge my inner strength and to clear my mind; that required alone time. With so many men and women vying for my attention all day and night, a sullen feeling with a tinge of irritation eventually leaked into my conversations. Palus and Laudus sensed my inner needs, sending me sometimes on a walk through the forest at night or again on a stroll to the sea during the day. Just like my nightly rest refreshes my body, the time alone recharged my sense of being, my...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 37

The week after our sad event and the joyous occasion, a number of important items arrived from Convey, including the formed metal weapon canisters. So, the arrival of the brass mortar heads and the grenade canisters from Convey had me tinkering with assembling the weapons. I had a wall and door built in a small cave on the back side of the cliff to store the finished products away from the village and prying eyes. The cave was very shallow and would never hold a large amount of munitions but...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 38

The winter weeks passed and I continued to rotate my bed partners, always wondering how this was even possible. The women had spats over things but never over me. It just wasn't normal that never a word was lifted in true anger over my actions. "Just think of their normal raging hormones, " I thought. Other men were not so lucky. It was not uncommon for me to pass a couple having some sort of unpleasant words or dispute. The wonder of the deferential nature of my women confused me but I...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 39

Tharin, Coven, Grimm and Crum eventually arrived for a meeting I'd requested. As they picked at bread and cheese, I announced, "Today the weather should be clear and warmer, so we are going to test our black magic devices. I truly hope we never need to use them in Juniper Hills. They are dangerous and unstable, meaning they could harm us as well as our enemies. I do fear others will want to take what we have here and may try to take it or perhaps try and take you, my apprentices. The...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 40

Gretchen woke me up with a kiss in the morning, her head on my shoulder, her brown hair flowing down my chest to provide a minty scent to my nose. "Thank you for sharing yourself with me," she said emotionally stroking my arm. "You're an attractive woman with a gentle spirit. You've had a hard life in slavery and I cannot begin to understand the things you experienced and are coping with still. I am fortunate to enjoy my new connection with you," I replied. She liked what I said...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 41

At last the carriage turned on the gravel road leading to the manor. With building the simple redoubts around the manor on my last trip, I had gotten to know Derwen's estate manager and the quarry men pretty well. One of my last instructions to the limestone quarry manager was to crush stone and spread the gravel over the last 500 hundred yards to the manor. The yellow gravel gave the entrance to the manor a more distinctive look and smoothed out the existing ruts in the dirt road. A blue...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 42

Early in the morning I watched the activity in the bedroom from the comfort of the bed. Both mothers fed our children in our room whilst giving me an erotic view of a natural task, Weaver holding two children as each mother fed one baby at a time. The children were provided an intimate connection with their mothers, not having to fight siblings for attention. Once the last child seemed content and stopped suckling, each mother took her other child back to comfort and hold too. This left...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 43

The view outside was filled with activity as servants, stable hands, and wagon drivers flowed among the buildings surrounding the temple. Maids carried produce from farm wagons to the manor kitchen. Stable hands kept the estate mules in hand as workmen unloaded boards of wood for a workshop. I tried my best to ignore the tourists. In my mind many of the women traveling to the public side of the temple were tourists or voyeurs. The constant stares and obvious manner as some of the women tried...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 44

My black mare tugged impatiently, wanting the sweet grass at the side of the road. The four male estate guards waited patiently on their steeds as I surveyed the busy village crossroad. Hooves of mules thumped across the planks of a narrow wooden bridge like the slow beat of a drum. The short bridge, the length of a wagon, covered the width of a deep creek, creating a bottleneck for local merchant traffic on a market day. "I just want to get a feel for the traffic through the village," I...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 45

I watched Mercedes's mother with great interest during my work out,. She was not in her normal attire. This time of day, Lady Katsu was normally in a formal dress with her hair up, expressing her station and power. However, the normally dignified restraint of a woman of good breeding was sorely lacking today. She wore her hair down, with a fragrant flower pinned to her chest. Her veil of modesty was gone too. Katsu's dress greatly distracted the men exercising with me. The guiding...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 46

Within a few days, word of a Wizard's Adventure Troop spread out among the teenagers of the estate. The estate manager told me that about fifteen teenagers had indicated an interest in the secret art training. The set of tools I mentioned were a Bolo, throwing nails and spring-daggers for disarming opponents. I felt the coming invasion of the island in my bones and this was just one element in my plan to build up a strong resistance force in our area. I wasn't training soldiers but I was...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 47

As I trudged through the mud to the temple, rays of yellow light broke through the clouds, the worst of the storm having already passed out to sea. Women and children gathered in knots, lingering outside their tents, preparing to walk down the gentle hill to the temple. I could not help but notice a few bodies contort and twist to follow my movement to the private entrance for the acolyte school and sacred pool. Two perky guards greeted me and I talked with them about my purpose. They...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 48

My nightly dreams had me tossing and turning through the night and I finally gave up and left my bed in the predawn light. I pushed the window shutters open, watching dim rays of light play across a sea of mist that drifted over the estate. A pair of guards making their rounds caught my eye and we waved to each other until they dissolved like ghosts in the fog. I glanced around the empty bedroom, thinking about my dreams. My mother had contacted me at the academy and I was sitting on a...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 49

The wind was gusting over the land, picking up bits of dried grass, leaves and dirt as it went. Around us the ground was decorated with dull green grass and the yellow-green growth of wildflowers. I compulsively tightened my grip on my pup as the column of raiders struggled up the winding road with little protection from the elements. The clouds were high and unlikely to unload any rain tonight, but I knew the storm would gather strength over the sea and drop its moisture on the Great Marsh....

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 50

Webster Mission Log: Summary The signal amplifiers placed on the planet contribute effective data streams from my children. My processors bathe in joy at the volume of data collected, examined, correlated, mapped, and stored in arrays. I am gaining an understanding of human behavior in regard to their wish to store family videos and pictures. This data is precious to me. The comparison of growth patterns, behaviors and maturation among my children fills my storage. Information on optimal...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 51

I walked in the front door of the manor and two priestesses, who seemed to be waiting for my return, greeted me. They both quickly stood from a pair of wooden chairs by the ornately carved door that hung from the wall as a decoration. Both temple women were particularly slender, dark and short with fine-hair framing their face. Their hair style was strikingly different from any other woman I'd seen on this planet. A memory of another woman in a second-year cadet uniform sprang to my...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 52

One day, late in the evening but before bedtime, Derwen received word her express rider station north of our freehold had to be abandoned. The raiders had split up and one of their sub-groups had taken to the road, seeking more plunder. I was sure my nightly dreams would confirm this movement but if this party was mounted they could enter the freehold anytime. We sent word to Hajin about the southwestern movement of the raiding party and asked him to confer with us at the manor immediately....

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 53

Webster Mission Log: Summary My Ward is leading his men to fight the approaching raiding tribes from the sea. The game theory sub-routine notes Von Solon is using a denial strategy. An operation conducted properly does not focus on the destruction of the enemy, but is designed to achieve a more strategic effect, such as bottling up or impeding the advance of an enemy denying them access to resources or creating a desired psychological effect. It is unlikely my ward has the resources to...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 54

"There are rumors of an albino warrior on the mainland that protects the mouth of the Great Swamp," the Raider said, his tone leading like a question. I interjected, "Ah, my elder brother, Wolfenstein. He is quite ferocious and protective of the Galit's village. He does like to play with fire and burn things. Personally, I am more a thunder and smoke kinda guy." They didn't need to know my village was without me. "Let them believe there are two of us." "Yes, there are tales of...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 55

My bodyguards and I saw rows of men at the medic tent awaiting treatment. A significant number of Lord Oxnot's estate guards had serious wounds, mixed in with our militia men and Lady Derwen's guards. I noticed a Caldavian man was in the bunch; his mail shirt was beside him and the man's armor sang of a noble heritage. He wasn't going to be pretty anymore, a sword had removed his ear and a fair amount of skin was peeled from the side of his face. The Raider was not awake but a temple...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 56

Hajin and the surviving ranger-marines rode up to us and greeted us, as Hawking and I reached the gravelled part of the manor lane. The mercenary commander congratulated us on our successful outing, informing me he had the Count at the estate observation tower. We talked briefly, before he slipped back into the column, as they escorted us to a waiting estate guard formation. The troop carried long-spears, almost lances, with the yellow, swallowtail pennants of the Wolf, having two points...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 57

Webster Mission Log: Summary Von Solon's resolve, determination and courage would make any parent proud. As his co-father, I see him as an efficient user of resources. His creative nature is a credit to his species. I respect preparation to anticipated challenges. My ward's production of imaginative solutions and inventiveness warrants accolades from his peers (see file 90345: message number 25,099: Gallantry in Action- Star Medal submission for Von Solon Wolfenstein) for distinguished...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 58

After Derwen and I recovered from our afterglow, having satisfying our mutual need, we dressed and played with our children. My wife was impossible to read when the wheels of her mind processed schemes behind those dark eyes. It was the hint of smugness in our mindlink that leaked Derwen's line of thought, so I hazarded an interruption and asked her what plans she was working on. Under ordinary circumstances my wife would laugh and push the conversation in another direction, so it surprised...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 59

Derwen, Katsu and Mercedes waited for me on the porch with a real breakfast. Clearing her throat, Derwen announced that yesterday's storm had delayed The Lady of Truth from leaving our little port in the village. Katsu studied Derwen with visible curiosity at the statement, while Katsu's sensual shape held my eyes in her special, sheer, temple dress. Derwen and Katsu felt my preoccupation through our link and Katsu turned to me and smiled, pleased with the attention. Derwen was wearing a...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 60

The inshore breeze swiftly guided us home. We passed one of the original pump boats, now used as sea-borne messengers between our settlement and Lady Derwen's dock. A couple of sea-wives waved at us as we overtook them. They were on the inland side of the sandbars, protected from the tide, while seagulls harassed dozens of our fishing boats returning from their early morning outings. Smoke wafted seaward from cooking fires and forges at the lower village. Two barges were tied up at our small...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 61

They had put down a flagstone path from the pavilion to new tower, which was a convenient improvement. My old tower had a couple of women guards at the door and the new tower had a couple of male warriors at the door, so I still wasn't sure which tower was our current home, as both flew a large Wolf pennant. The large men at the door were known to me, they were regular tower guards normally posted outside my homestead. Both men smiled at me, putting fist to heart. I walked through the door...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 62

I came upon Sparrow, along with Hazel's two youngest girls, at the Northern Gate house where they were talking with the two guards on duty. My appearance, coming out of the forest, roused the inseparable trio and the girls charged me. Their small arms enveloped my legs, as the girls shouted, "Lord Solon! We missed you." A quick peck on their foreheads was enough for them to release me. I wiped my brow, wet from the run up hill. Sparrow seemed relaxed and relieved that they found me. He...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 63

A squeaky door swung opened, bringing my sleepy brain back to awareness. My heavy eyelids fluttered, squinting against a sudden flood of sunlight. The low-hanging sun backlit a pregnant form standing in the open doorway; a western window in the hallway was inflicting the orange pinpricks on my eyes. "Lady Swarta asks for your attendance at the dinner, by the time the sunsets," Hazel announced, laughing with mirth. What sun her heavy figure blocked disappeared and the light renewed its...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 64

When the baby's head emerged he cried loud and long. Palus froze having never having seen a white baby before. His red hair tousled in a way that prompted squeals from Celine. "His hair is red as fire!" Celine stuttered in her soft voice. "A holy, white child. You are a blessed mother Hazel," Palus said, cutting the cord bonding mother to son. "Mother he is so large. So beautiful," Celine stated, holding the crying baby for a moment before putting her brother to their mother's...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 65

In the morning candle light, Laudus heaved again as my hips thrust up into her channel. Swarta began innocently stroking Laudus' nipples when I paused to spurt my seed into my concubine's womb. Laudus continued to arch her back as my wife played with my lover. I knew Laudus was close so I flicked her nub. "Ahhhhhh, Master!" Laudus shouted. I saw the babies suckling on Palus's teats stop for a moment, waiting for my lover's cry to fade. "Laudus, this is the third morning in a...

Castaway Von s HavenChapter 66

We were all exhausted. Hannah insisted we all get cleaned up and rest, while she took care of Grimm with Celine. Palus called up another healer who had been waiting in the Great Hall, having her aid with the new mother. We all washed up in the master bedroom and I threw my blood covered station clothes in the laundry hamper, as did the rest of the ladies. The bed looked so inviting that we collapsed on it and instantly fell asleep. I woke up to my wives snuggled up to me; Swarta pressed to...

CastawayChapter 2

It for sure wasn't that kind of a day when it all began. In fact, it was actually a pretty shitty day all around. I'd waked up in a generally foul mood, and the cloudy morning hadn't done much to lift my spirits. Neither did my early attempts at exercising, there were those same dull tones in my ears when my mind was thinking of gloriously reverberating notes to thrill the very souls of all who heard. Once again I found myself seriously questioning my choice of career. Actually I'd...

CastawayChapter 3

I started out pretty briskly, as I always did on these excursions; the first few hundred feet were my own yard, which I saw every day—well, every day I was home—and nothing to linger over. As usual I picked a direction more or less at random. It had to be generally east and uphill; anywhere else and I'd run into one neighbor or another's property, which didn't appeal to me. But that still left a quarter of the compass, and there were lots of options. There wasn't anything much resembling...

CastawayChapter 4

When we finally reached the cabin—I'd had to check the beacon twice more, the first time I'd gone off-line by a couple of compass points, the second time I was dead on—my first thought was that I ought to check this little fellow out. He hadn't been bleeding, he'd seemed fine on the way, but after all just before I found him a bear had been snuffling at him, and... For a moment it seemed like the thing to do, in fact I could almost feel a yearning to do so. Maybe I'd even need to take...

CastawayChapter 5

For all that I'd been worn out the evening before I had a restless night, filled with weird dreams. One was very persistent. I was stranded on a desert island, my friends were somewhere in the area but they thought I was dead, I knew. I had to find a way to signal them. Frantically I kept looking around for firewood, kindling, something to light a flame and burn it long enough for them to see and come to get me. But I was on a beach, there was little that would take fire. I'd wake up about...

CastawayChapter 6

I had another restless night. I was back on that damn beach again, and this time I was hurt on top of everything. Each time I walked up to fetch more stuff for my signal fire my chest pained me, and it limited how much I could carry back. And each time I was a little slower than the time before, every footstep was coming to be an effort. Worst of all, I realized that I had to have a coconut to top the fire off before I could light it. A coconut? What can I say, it was a dream. But there was...

CastawayChapter 7

The beach dream came back again in the night, but it was overwhelmed by other dreams. I was Iago in Otello, I was all three villains in Hoffman, I was the Dutchman, I was this and that and the other and every time the applause shook the house when I came out for my bows. And I basked in the limelight, grinning my head off, acknowledging the audience with waves and more bows and mouthing thank-yous and generally making an ass of myself if it had been real. But it might be real, my dreams...

CastawayChapter 8

We didn't talk a lot until we were seated in the restaurant, where they treated Camilla like royalty. There aren't too many places still serving at midnight, which it was pretty close to, and I guessed she'd come here fairly often. And it was also fairly clear that they knew who she was and how high she ranked in the musical world. I had no idea what to say to her. I complimented her on her Liu and her Gilda, of course, but obviously she heard that a lot and she just gave me a casual...

CastawayChapter 9

Physically I drove my car home; mentally I made the trip on a cloud. In every respect the night had exceeded even my wildest hopes and imaginings. Even in those amateur productions back in school, when the expectations (and competition) had been so much less, I'd never shone as I had on that stage. And then there was my dinner with Camilla, and the prospect of Scarpia ahead of me and all that would do to jump my career to a whole new level. To cap it all off, when I'd left her after taking...

CastawayChapter 10

Jesus, what a hell of a dream, I thought as I woke up. I'd actually done surgery! And it was so damn detailed, every step still clear in my head. I wondered if I had some subconscious desire to be a doctor, if that was where it all came from. Kitty wasn't in the bed any more; he seemed to have gone downstairs. I wasn't surprised when I glanced at the clock, I'd slept in really late, it was nearly noon. Then memories of last night's dinner with Camilla abruptly came back to me, and my...

CastawayChapter 11

It took me long minutes to recover, if recovering is even what you can call it. As my eyes cleared I became aware of that flattened noseless face against his skull, the face I remembered from my dream. And when I lifted the towel the rest of him was the same, too. His largely hairless underbelly showed the clear evidence of the great cut I'd made, but it wasn't even oozing, and the covering towel was dry and supple. When I could bring myself to look more closely I could see that the flesh...

CastawayChapter 12

I spent a good part of the rest of the day playing nursemaid to the cat. OK, well, he wasn't a cat of course, but I had to think of him as something, and sticking with "cat" seemed easiest. But whatever he was, I felt sort of a responsibility for him right now. It had been I who'd performed the operation to fix his broken rib or whatever and the internal damage it had done while untreated, and I couldn't just let him die now for want of a little attention. Besides, I still felt a lot...

CastawayChapter 13

The rest of the evening went uneventfully. After I finished eating, rinsed the plates and cooking things and put them in the dishwasher and refrigerated the leftover Bearnaise, I did a little more Tosca and then decided to call it a night. I gave the cat his final teaspoons of vodka—what with one thing and another I'd about gone through the bottle, I noticed—and headed off for bed. Briefly I thought about taking him upstairs; he'd slept with me every night. But the prospect of rolling over...

CastawayChapter 14

I spent the rest of the afternoon putting together a leek quiche in a frozen piecrust I'd picked up at the store. Yeah, I know, "real men" don't eat quiche, but that's only true of "real men" with no palates. And I've got into the habit, when I'm home—which is all too seldom with my heavy travel schedule—of using days off to assemble meals that'll leave leftovers for performance days. Asmedogh woke up shortly before it was baked, and I shared it with him. He took a very tentative...

CastawayChapter 15

Opera was about the furthest thing from my mind for most of the next day. Because that was the day that Asmedogh was finally ready to talk to me. He'd seemed a bit more lively when I'd got home the night before, though still not back to his pre-surgical self. He still, for example, wasn't up to climbing onto my shoulder, as he had. But he was moving around, steadily now without the tremors and stumbles that had been besetting him, and it seemed that he'd had his fill of sleep for the...

CastawayChapter 16

It was a question he really didn't want to answer, I knew immediately. I could feel him, in my mind, casting around for ways not to answer it, for ways to avoid it, even for lies he could invent to conceal the truth. Ours wasn't, however, the basically one-way mental connection I knew he was accustomed to. It wasn't just him reading me, I could read him, too. Oh, I couldn't quite influence his thinking the way he'd influenced mine, I hadn't the practice for that, this was all too new...

CastawayChapter 17

Asmedogh napped for most of the rest of the day, still recovering his strength from what had to have been pretty major surgery. His kind seemed to recuperate a bit faster than we, but his body still wasn't functioning at par. And it was clear, especially from the shared impressions my mind had gleaned from him, that our talk had taken a lot out of him. For my part I had a lot to think about. Part of me was already questioning the wisdom of what I'd suggested to him, and was clamoring for...

CastawayChapter 18

I got through the next three days that way, focused almost wholly on Tosca and far from my real world. Thursday's Turandot went about the same as had the two previous performances, me blasting out my opening proclamation as authoritatively as before (though this time the audience seemed more knowledgeable, there was no applause at all) and pretty much sleepwalking through the rest of the production. I had no real one-on-one opportunity with Camilla, although I did have a chance to return her...

CastawayChapter 19

I admit I was pretty on edge Sunday morning. I'd set the alarm for 6:30 to give myself plenty of time to wake up and get the vocal cords working, but I actually was awake at 5:30 and by 6:00 I gave up all efforts at sleeping and got myself in gear. I was doing exercises by 8:00, trying to loosen up as much as I could. A little after 9:00 I was ready to leave; no unexpected traffic jam was going to make me late for this. Asmedogh had been riding my shoulder most of the morning, which gave me...

CastawayChapter 20

Celebrations conventionally involve the consumption of champagne, but we agreed that seemed ostentatious at this time of day. Her hotel's brunch, however, came with a service of mimosas—an odd-seeming but tasty combination of champagne and orange juice—and we each polished off three of them. Between visits to a truly sumptuous buffet, of which we each also made three, she filled me in on what had happened this morning. "Gerry," it seemed, was far more than a mere accompanist; indeed, she...

CastawayChapter 21

I gave her directions to reach my cabin; she'd come in her rental car the next morning, after she'd sent the manager on her way and checked out of the hotel. And I left in the best spirits I could remember after another, albeit briefer and less enthusiastic, kiss goodbye. They lasted, however, only about halfway home. That was when I remembered Asmedogh. The prospect of spending a whole week alone with Camilla under the same roof was suddenly overwhelmed by the new reality of my life. We...

CastawayChapter 22

My day started off on a bright note. It was barely 8:15 when the phone rang, and Sam was on the other end. "Well, Nick, congratulations are definitely in order," he started out. "I had a message waiting from"—he named Camilla's southwestern company—"when I got in, saying call ASAP. I did, and sure enough, you're Scarpia." "I told you so," I said smugly. "OK terms, too," he said. "They didn't go overboard, but the money's pretty respectable for a top spot." He gave me a...

CastawayChapter 23

I shooed Camilla out of the kitchen while I put away the fruits of our shopping trip; she didn't know where anything went and she'd only get in the way. She went back to the piano and found my Tosca score and amused herself by idly picking away at bits of her own music and singing them softly to herself. Even softly her voice was a glory. When I got finished I closed up all the cabinet doors and crumpled the grocery bags for the recycle bin. Apparently she picked up on the sounds, because...

CastawayChapter 24

I was up and moving about 7:00 as usual. She wasn't, and when I walked by her door there were ladylike snores to be heard. Despite her admonition I pretty much tiptoed around upstairs, but I didn't worry about it near so much when I got down. I made just my usual amount of coffee, I'd do a fresh pot for her when she got up. My ordinary routine was to do my warm-up shortly after breakfast, but that was out of the question; even half-voice would be loud enough to wake her, I was sure. So...

CastawayChapter 25

Of all the questions I'd thought she might ask, that one was the most unexpected. And the most disturbing. I simply turned and gaped at her. "Nick, cats are carnivores," she explained. "Their little tum-tums can't handle anything else. Certainly not uncooked greens. And there's something about him ... he won't let me get close, but that's no cat. Is it?" Oh, hell's bells, what to tell her? I couldn't suddenly transform him into a dog, not after he'd been busy being so catlike...

CastawayChapter 26

We sat on the couch and talked for a long time. Asmedogh left us alone, which I thought was enormously intelligent of him; he'd contributed all he could now, and it was up to us to work the rest out between ourselves. But he was no longer making moves to leave and get to his beacon. I picked up his water dish and glass and took them back to the kitchen, and set his food down there, too. For a couple of minutes Camilla marveled at the tidiness of his eating and drinking habits, but long...

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