Go now. Do as I ask.’ The Prince made his way out of the his father’s chambers. His world was shattered. Do battle? The Prince had never done batt...le in his life, he searched his mind for answers. He had seen the Imperial Army parade through the capital of Murtar as a child after a great victory against the last democracy of the desert. This was all he knew of war. The day wore on and his servants packed for his trip, the Prince began to romanticize his task. The delusions of grandeur grew. Still more that questioned his ancestry. To all these stories, Allora had paid no attention. It did not matter if he had sold his soul, if he were a monk’s bastard, or if he was a great captain. All that really mattered was that he had won. That is all that Allora cared about, well, almost all, she thought to herself as she scanned his face, the black curling hair, the thick black goatee beard, those blazing green eyes, and all surrounded in that horrid black of his clothes. She smiled her. ?? The ring wasthreaded on the inside and had a narrow leather band around the outside with astrap that I pulled tight and buckled at the back of her neck.? That produced some weird and completelyunintelligible sounds through the mouth opening. Takingmy time I used a rat tail comb and a brush to get her hair into some semblanceof order.? There was nothing left ofwhatever she had paid so much for but she did have a lovely head of long darkhair and, after I had all the tangles out, I pulled it. "I meant besides that." He chuckled, so I guess I sounded okay."I'm gonna come back home, I'm not feeling really great and..." You're sick?" he cut me off. "Do you need a doctor? What's wrong?" No, Dad..." I forced a laugh. "It's kind of a girl thing, you know?" Oh..." and then "Oh! Right, I see, well sure come on home." Uh..." Oh yeah, you need a ride ... Um, hold on..." he said, and I had to wait half a minute. "I'm gonna start calling this place A-1 Plumbing and Taxi. Paint my vans.