by Erin Tate
Kede had privately told her that even if they had other reasons for happiness, they would still be joyful over injuring their challengers.
She rolled her eyes and stalked off grumbling about idjit males. He looked the word up and was not happy with the definition. He believed she used the wrong word and would tell her so when she was finished.
“I ask for three things gentlemen, open minds, open hearts, and open access to Terra through use of Doshan ships.” She crossed her arms over her ample chest, and he glared at each male who dared stare at her breasts. They had grown as had their young. Resane assured them all was well, yet her belly had grown and the child often tried to beat its way free of her body.
He did not believe his medico was correct and would tell him so. When Joyce was not near.
Six of the councilmen grinned at her, their hands undamaged. She’d spoken with those directly, carefully discovering their feelings during private meetings. She’d made the offer to all fifteen males.
The three in the most pain informed her they had no use for a Doshan abomination.
The remaining six sweated from the growing ache, but their fingers remained merely purple.
“It is time for another vote or fifteen funerals, your call gentlemen.” Joyce did not flinch or cower beneath the glares from the males and he battled his own instincts. Males were promising violence with their gazes and he was very willing to end the threat.
Councilman after councilman rose, some staggering to their feet, but they were vertical.
Only Riskz protested, his voice rising higher with each male that left his seat. “No, you cannot submit! You cannot do this! They will become unruly! They will be uncontrollable! They—”
“What do you think they are now, Riskz?” Haspava snarled back. “Do you think you can regain control of the warriors if you are dead?”
Alive or dead, there was no denying the warriors their demands, but Kede did not put voice to the words.
Riskz remained seated, glaring at his harae. Her grip on the table increased, betraying her worry, and he eased closer to provide her support.
It was almost over. Almost.
Riskz stubbornly remained seated, but fourteen stood now. Fourteen. They’d only needed eight, but more was better than fewer.
Joyce finally nodded at Resane and the medico in turn directed his staff to go to the suffering males.
All stayed away from Riskz.
“My harae?” he murmured.
“He’ll be out in a second,” she returned.
And then they waited. Riskz’s glare remained locked on her, his hate palpable, and hers remained on Riskz, her delight evident to all.
The moment councilman Riskz lost consciousness, Kede signaled to the Comm Commander and the feed was cut. The rest of Dosha no longer watched the proceedings.
“Resane, get this trash out of my cargo hold and to his room. Under guard. The council can decide if they would like to keep him or release him from duty.” His medico rushed to follow orders. He turned his head and found Councilman Moar staring at him. “Yes, Councilman?”
“You act as if he will live.”
“Oh, he will.” Joyce’s joy rang through the air. “He won’t be happy, but he will.”
Moar’s confusion was evident and he waited for his harae to reveal the full truth.
She eased toward Kede and he raised his arm, welcoming her into his embrace. He was never happier than when he held his harae.
“This was simply a demonstration, Councilman. Just because I can end your life doesn’t mean I will. Unless I’m pushed.” She gestured to the rest of her warriors. “Just because they can abandon you doesn’t mean they will. Unless they’re pushed.”
Councilman Moar’s gaze drifted over the room. “I believe I understand… High Warrior Tria-se.”
Kede released the breath he had not realized he held. This councilman was their first convert. Their first battle and their first success. They now had seven more.
Staring at his harae, the growing joy in her eyes, he knew she would not rest until the entire council supported her… and her warriors.
The End
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