Anders: An Auxem Novel

by Lisa Lace

  The Queen lifted her chin and met the gaze of each of us before she spoke.

  "I wish to open a discussion between the throne and the Underground."

  "To what end?"

  "I want to reintroduce technology to Yordbrook, Mr. Melnyk."

  Chapter Eighteen

  ANNALEE

  I felt like the Queen had just told me I could have my phone back. Maybe she had. "Excuse me, your Majesty. Did I hear you correctly? Do you want to reintroduce science to the planet?

  The Queen looked at me. "Just because a person grows up on Yordbrook does not mean they are unaware of technology and its benefits. One of my uncles was part of the Underground."

  "I was unaware of the Queen's position," Porter said, flabbergasted. He walked over to the Queen and took one of her hands. "You never told me," he whispered, staring into her eyes.

  "It was never the right moment, and it would have compromised both of our positions."

  Jesse and I looked at each other. We suddenly felt out of place, and I would have done anything to be allowed to slink quietly out of the room. Unfortunately, it looked like the Queen had many things she wanted to discuss with us.

  "Did you know I was working for the Underground?" Porter asked.

  "My family has been preparing me to become Queen for many years. We know everything that happens on Yordbrook, Porter."

  Porter released her hand and ran it through his hair as he paced back and forth across the room. "When I asked for help, I thought you would arrange a diversion, not stop the execution."

  "You needed my help, and I provided it. There is a new regime now, and change is coming."

  Jesse seized the opportunity to take a step forward. "Your Majesty, could you explain your plan to us and how we can assist you?"

  "Certainly, Mr. Melnyk. I'm sorry. I'm becoming distracted." She looked away from Porter and her cheeks turned a lovely shade of pink. "For many years, the rulers of Yordbrook have sought a solution to the dilemma our ancestors created on our planet."

  "Dilemma?" I asked.

  "Yes," she said, nodding. "That is the correct word. We face a dilemma. First, we destroyed ourselves using science and technology. Our response was to move in the opposite direction and declare technology evil. The truth was that we had destroyed ourselves. We were afraid we were going to do it again, and we overreacted."

  "All this time, there were people in the government that wanted to bring technology back?"

  "The stories were true," Porter mumbled.

  "Yes," said the Queen. "But we could never figure out how to do it safely. Once the Underground increased its activity, we saw the opportunity. There was a grass-roots movement to bring science back. If we had issued a royal command, we would have had a revolution against the crown. This way, the idea comes from the people."

  "I'm still shocked you knew about my role in the Underground and you never told me," said Porter.

  "Porter," she said sharply. "We can discuss this later."

  "Yes, of course, your Majesty."

  Her eyes looked at him fondly before she turned back to Jesse and continued their conversation.

  "The Underground has serendipitously brought technology back to Yordbrook already. The challenge facing us is how to integrate it into our society, and convince our people that it is benign, not malevolent."

  Jesse shook his head. "That will not be easy, your Majesty," he said sadly. "From birth, we are taught to abhor technology without questioning why. It will be a monumental task to overcome generations of education."

  "I know," she admitted. "That's why the throne cannot do it alone. We need your help." She looked at each of us in turn. "Even yours, Mrs. Melnyk."

  "Why would you need my help?" I asked. I wondered how I could be of use to the Queen.

  "You come from a land where there is minimal fighting, but you manage to use science without destroying yourselves."

  "I guess I do."

  "We want technology without destruction. We hope you can give us guidance."

  Without thinking about the audience in front of me, I plainly spoke my mind. "If you want peace, you should get rid of the Bureau." I said, gesturing angrily at my battered body. "And the torture chamber."

  The Queen winced. "That will be one of the first orders of business," she said. "We apologize for our overenthusiastic agents." She came next to me and took one of my hands. She was careful to avoid touching my raw wrist where a rope had dug into the skin.

  "I am sorry," she whispered, looking into my eyes so I could see her sincerity. "If I knew what was happening, I would have never permitted it."

  I nodded, unable to speak, my eyes full of tears.

  "We will need the leaders of the Underground to spread the word to their people and be evangelists for technology and the throne," she said, turning to the men. "You have to go among the people and show them it is not dangerous. The crown will ensure there are strict laws regulating science so we will feel safe having technology on our planet again."

  "This is an ambitious initial project, your Majesty," Jesse said.

  "I am aware of that, Mr. Melnyk."

  Jesse's face broke into a grin – the one I loved.

  "Can I count on your support?"

  "Of course you can," said Jesse. "This is the chance we've been waiting for — a royal edict. You offer more than we could have ever dreamed. The most we had hoped for before was to ask for an audience."

  "The Underground will help you," said Porter earnestly.

  "Thank you," said the Queen. She gave Porter a graceful curtsy. The Queen was beautiful, and the attention she paid to Porter made me slightly jealous.

  She waved her hands at us, and it appeared our audience was over.

  As we walked down the long, empty corridor, Jesse practically exploded. Apparently he had been waiting to ask Porter about his relationship with the Queen.

  "Porter, was that the woman that I saw at your safe house?"

  Jesse glared at him, and Porter had the decency to look sheepish.

  "Yes, it was," Porter said. "I don't regret it. She wasn't a mistake."

  "Porter," said Jesse with a groan. "You can't jerk this woman around like all the other ones. She's the Queen. If you mess this up, she'll put you in the dungeon, and not merely give you the evil eye every time you come to the inn like all the others."

  "Jesse, you're my best friend," Porter said. "But right now you don't know what you're talking about. I've got the situation under control."

  Jesse stared at him, dumbfounded. "You think you love her, don't you."

  "I don't think I love her," Porter said, his face as serious as I had ever seen it. "I know I do."

  Jesse laughed. "I don't believe it!" he shouted.

  "You should take a look at yourself before you decide what other people can and can't do. You're just as head-over-heels for Annalee. I never thought that could happen."

  Jesse looked at me intently. "I suppose you're right," he said, putting his arm around me. The air went out of my lungs. I felt like I could hardly breathe.

  Did he love me?

  "I guess we're both different men now," said Jesse, leaning in and giving me a kiss. His touch made me forget the previous evening, the pain in my body, and everything else in the entire world.

  We hadn't gone far when Porter excused himself. He seemed preoccupied with something. The next thing I knew, the Queen's Advisor had overtaken Jesse and me.

  "Mr. and Mrs. Melnyk," he said. "Please wait a moment. The Queen wanted to make sure Mrs. Melnyk is feeling well. She has instructed me to take you to the royal physician for evaluation."

  It was hard to believe. A few hours ago, I was being tortured in a dungeon, and now I was about to be treated by a royal physician.

  "Yes, of course," said Jesse.

  I looked at him blankly and finally lost control. I collapsed. He stepped forward and caught me, breaking my fall as I plummeted to the ground. I could hear voices as I fell unconscious. They wer
e talking about carrying me somewhere, but at that point, I didn't care.

  When I woke up, I felt like I was a princess. I was in a clean bed with beautiful soft, white linen sheets and thick quilts with lots of pillows under my head. I was wearing a white nightgown. I felt human again!

  Doctors had bandaged my wounds and wrapped strips of cloth around my wrists. I could feel an ointment on my face. I lay on my stomach with more salve on my back. It smelled clean and fresh, with a hint of spicy herbs. Everything still hurt, but not as much. Just being clean made me feel better too.

  I heard Jesse's voice from the other side of the bed. "Are you awake?" I turned my head to look at him and smiled even though I could hardly keep my eyes open.

  "I'm awake. Now that we're alone, there are things I want to tell you," I said. "But so much has happened I feel like I don't know where to begin."

  "It's okay. You don't need to say anything if you're not ready. You need to rest."

  I gazed at him. He was handsome. I wondered if he truly cared about me, an Earth girl everyone else on this planet kept referring to as plain. When I first arrived, he had almost been cruel to me. I thought he would be unkind or even hurt me. I now knew he would never harm a woman.

  But I knew more about him now than I did in the beginning. He was looking out for me, and I had discovered there was much more to him than being a simple farmer.

  Jesse was a good man doing his best. Our marriage had worked out, but I had been the source of many of his problems. I needed to address them. I had rehearsed an apology in my mind many times. I needed to go back to Earth and get out of his life.

  I couldn't look him in the eyes. The beautiful sheets covering my body were almost a work of art. "Jesse." I looked away from him. "I'm sorry. I never wanted these things to happen. I never meant for you to lose your farm and start running from the Bureau. You risked your life many times to save my sorry ass." I slapped my hand over my mouth, terribly aware I had sworn in front of him once again.

  "Annalee," he said urgently. "It's okay if you swear. It doesn't offend me any longer."

  I turned my head away, unable to keep the tears back.

  "I made many mistakes. You and Porter could have been killed a dozen times over, and it's all my fault! I should go home. I don't belong here. I've never belonged and I never will."

  "Ann," he crooned. "Don't say those words. They're not true. You don't have to be afraid. Let me tell you something."

  He came around to the other side of the bed and gazed deeply into my eyes.

  "I would do it all over again if I had to. Do you hear me? I would do everything as long as it meant you were going to be here with me at the end."

  "But Jesse..." He cut me off gently, putting his fingers to my lips.

  "No buts, Annalee," he said. "When I knew you were in a dungeon, and I couldn't do anything about it, I felt like my life was meaningless. I started thinking about the future. What would I do? Could I go on if I lost you?"

  He stopped speaking for a minute. I was thinking about what he said, but I didn't want to say anything and interrupt his thoughts.

  "I don't know what happened to me. I guess everything's changed." He put his hand to his head and stared at the floor. Eventually, he lifted his beautiful blue eyes to meet mine again.

  "I love you, Annalee," he said taking my hand. "I love you. I don't think I can live without you anymore, so please don't talk about leaving again. I don't want you ever to leave me."

  I couldn't lie there in bed any longer, and I had to get myself up. Even though it hurt, I managed to drag my poor battered body out of bed and sat on the edge, next to Jesse. He weaved his fingers into my hand.

  "Do you think you might be able to stay on Yordbrook?" he said. "You still won't be able to have a phone, and you might not be a teacher here."

  He was looking out the window, and it didn't seem like he wanted to stare at my face any longer.

  "Jesse, look at me." I waited until he met my eyes. "I love you, too, Jesse. If you want me, I will never leave you, no matter what your planet does or doesn't have. It has you, and that's all that matters to me."

  Like he said, everything had changed now.

  Chapter Nineteen

  ANNALEE

  We had chosen the inn near Jesse's home as a meeting place for one of the technology discussions.

  It wasn't going well.

  "What about the danger, Mr. Melnyk? We like our lives the way they are. No one has any desire to become a modern planet. I think the Queen is..."

  "Mind your words," Porter growled.

  The technophobe did a double-take at Porter's expression and rephrased his statement.

  "The Queen is being imprudent in her attempt to bring technology back. I'm not the only one who thinks so."

  There was a murmur of agreement from the crowd. Most of them knew Jesse as a branded misfit. Porter's reputation was that of a man who could get morelia or banned technology if you had something valuable to trade.

  Now they were back in the community as the Queen's ambassadors. We were here to sell the idea of reintroducing technology into the daily lives of Yordbrook citizens. It was quite an intellectual leap. As an outsider, I could tell that some of the people wanted to support their regent in the new endeavor, but everyone was finding the concept difficult to understand.

  As I watched them patiently and diplomatically respond to provocative questions and answer the serious queries, I felt a feeling of pride swell in my heart for my husband and friend. What they were doing for the Queen wasn't easy, but it would benefit an entire planet.

  "I would love to message the men in the field when it's time for them to eat their dinner. Or remind my husband to come home from the inn without having to walk down here myself," said an older woman with a worn face. A few people chuckled. People were lost in their worlds, thinking about how they might use the devices that had been common in my other life.

  A group of men started muttering to each other. I imagined one was the woman's husband, and he didn't want additional communication from his wife.

  "What about electric lights? Ever since I was a child and heard about them in the Before Tales, I've always wanted to live in a house with lights I could turn on by flipping a switch."

  "That brings up an important point," Jesse said, jumping into the conversation. "We would begin with simple things like electricity, devices for messaging, and wireless networks. But part of the royal edict requires the technology remain practically invisible."

  "That's right," Porter added. "We'll start off slow. There are devices which stick on the inner forearm and are transparent when not in use. We can install concealed light switches. Our world can look the same on the outside, but be different underneath."

  Jesse spoke up again. "The Queen plans to introduce laws that ensure the safe use of science for peaceful purposes." He looked around the room, meeting everyone in the eye. "We made a mistake long ago. It's time to forgive ourselves."

  Many heads nodded, and the men closed the meeting for the night. Over the next few days, there would be other opportunities for people to express their opinions or ask questions. I was excited that this was the final stop on our rounds. We had been on the road for three months. I was tired of traveling.

  Tonight we had the chance to use our bed in the guest house of the farm. I couldn't wait. I wanted to do something other than sleep; we hadn't had many chances to be alone since our near-execution.

  The Queen had pressed Jesse and Porter into service right away. While I healed and rested at the palace, they went into the neighboring communities and tried to sell the Queen's philosophy to the people. Once I recovered, I joined them, and we took our show on the road. In each town, we stopped for three nights to talk to the locals, answer their questions, and calm their fears.

  The other people in the Underground were doing the same thing. We were participating in a coordinated, planet-wide effort. Next month, the first shipment of forearm communicators was due to
arrive in the capital. The vendors expected them to sell out on the first day.

  I would get one, I supposed. But all I wanted was my phone with Kyle's picture on it. If I could see his little face again and send him a message his mother could read to him, I would feel less stupid about smuggling in the phone. In a small way, it would make everything worth it.

  But I wasn't hopeful of ever getting my phone back. They had stored all the confiscated electronic devices at the palace. There was a lot of equipment - I guess people had used their technology but tried to keep it hidden. There were so many things there was a huge backlog returning them to their owners.

  I would get my other possessions from Earth soon. I would even get my Internet-enabled glasses again. Soon I would be able to get online in the blink of an eye.

  My mind drifted to other things that were impossible now, but would soon be commonplace on Yordbrook. As Jesse finished talking with the last person, he casually sauntered over to me.

  "Well, woman? Shall I take you home to bed? You must be tired."

  I nodded dutifully. The thought of him taking me to bed sent a pulse of energy through my body, and I didn't feel tired any longer. He lifted one eyebrow at me as if he could feel my body with his mind.

  "We ought to leave right now then." He was suddenly in a rush.

  "Where's Porter?"

  "He's back in his room, writing a letter to the Queen. He can't wait to get back to her. These last three months have been a long time for all of us."

  I knew he had sympathy for Porter and his troubles, but he didn't look sympathetic at all. He looked smug. He possessed a woman of his own, and I wanted him to take me.

  He boosted me into the wagon. His touch made me gasp. As he climbed next to me, I felt electricity spark between us. We didn't speak, but I sensed I was about to be fucked to my core. With a terse command, the hundinlark moved forward away from the inn.

  Jesse broke the silence first when he spoke my name. "Annalee." His voice sounded unnaturally deep in the quiet of the forest. "We will be alone in our house tonight."