Palos of the Dog Star PackGiesy, J. U. (John Ulrich)
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Palos of the Dog Star Pack
Giesy, J. U. (John Ulrich)
Astral projection -- Fiction; Life on other planets -- Fiction; Science fiction
Thus what might have proved difficult, proved easy. They left the
court, overtook the women, led them to the carriage and drove swiftly
to Croft's ship. There he paid and dismissed the driver and took his
passengers aboard. Only when his sailors cast off the moorings did
comment arise at his acts. Then a harbor guard appeared and questioned
the proceeding. And by then Croft was once more a priest, while Maia
had resumed her natural part. And the priest explained he must return
to Himyra quickly. The guard saluted and withdrew with the monk's
commendation of his attention to duty. The ship left the quay. It
passed the harbor gates and floated free. Croft heaved a sigh of
relief.
* * * * *
"On the fifth day you and your daughter would have journeyed to
Anthra," he turned to Lakkon to say. "Midway you would have been met by
Bzad of Mazzer and your vessel rammed. Death for yourself and dishonor
for your child would have swiftly followed. Lakkon of Aphur, I told you
I would prove my words true, and I will. We shall meet this galley of
the Mazzerian's midway to Anthra on the fifth day."
Lakkon beat the planks of the deck with his foot. "Jasor of Nodhur, you
are a bold man," he said. "You seem to have faith in your words. Yet
should you fail to prove them, I think I shall have your head."
"Then take mine with it, father," Naia who had approached unseen by
either man burst forth. "Once before has Jasor saved our lives. Now
saves he our lives and that which I prize higher still. You are hard to
persuade, if you call him not son in the end."
"Ah--fall it so!" Lakkon turned upon her. "To your quarters, girl. Is
it seemly for her who values honor so highly, to offer herself to a
man?"
"To the one man, yes," she retorted, turning to go below. "Between him
and her is no question of honor, nor of aught, save love. To that man
she belongs, nor will yield to any other while Zitu gives her breath."
"Azil, Giver of Life, and Ga, the Virgin!" Lakkon swore.
"Peace!" Croft's hand fell on his arm. His heart was singing in his
breast at Naia's words. "Hold, Lakkon. Let me prove my words true."
And now Croft carried out the change he had made in his plans. All
the succeeding day he sailed in circles, drawing nearer and nearer to
Anthra rather than to Zitra. He lay to at night, keeping no more than
headway on the ship.
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