Marguerite looked at Veronica incredulus, "You want me to act like I'm in labor?" she asked.
"But not for a month," Veronica finsihed.
Marguerite stood pacing, "But I don't know how to act like that, and we may not have a month," just then someone knocked.
Veronica jumped up and shoved Marguerite into a sitting position, "Sit still, pregnant women don't pace, at least I don't think they do," she said opening the door.
A guard and Chartack stood there. "You are allowed to see your mate," he informed Marguerite.
Chartack led them down a path towards the cell, arriving he told Roxton that he had 10 minutes then left.
"What happened?" Veronica instantly asked.
Roxton looked at Marguerite then at Veronica, "What are doing here, and why or how is she pregnant?" he asked.
"Why Lord Roxton didn't your father ever explain the birds and the bees?" Marguerite smirked.
"I know how, Marguerite. But... how?!" he grasped for words. "You weren't pregnant when we left," he finally stated.
Veronica quickly explained the law and the plan. Roxton, Malone and Challenger stared at the two women incredulus. "You mean to tell me that you two are pretending to be pregnant to save my life?" John finally asked holding back his laughter.
"I wasn't part of the orignal plan but someone," Veronica glared at Marguerite, "added me.".
That was it Roxton burst into laughter.
"STOP IT!" Marguerite yelled. "We are here to save your lives! You keep laughing and we'll leave you here to the mercy of the Tonque," she heatedly said. "Veronica tell them plan and what to watch for," Marguerite said to the other woman more quietly.
"Hmm, right," Veronica cleared her throat. "Watch for Marguerite to go into labor-"
"She's not even pregnant how can she go into labor?" Malone cut her off.
Veronica growled, "It'll be a trick! When you see her do this I'll come here, open the cage and let you out. You'd better get out of here because we won't try twice!" Veronica hissed, she couldn't believe it! Try to save them and won't even listen.
"The best time would be just at dark, when the guards are fed. That shift seems lose awareness," Ned spoke up for the first time.
Veronica looked at him, "How would you know Ned?" she asked.
"I watched them," he stated hotly, he couldn't believe it! Didn't she think him compentent enough?
"How bad is your leg?" Veronica asked Roxton, trying to figure out why Ned was mad at her.
"It'll be fine," he said just as Chartack appeared.
"Your time is up," he stated before herding the women towards the main village. "We eat just as the sun is set," he informed them leaving them at the door to their hut.
Veronica opened the door and gestuered Marguerite in, "Perfect! You'll do your act on the way to dinner," she excitedly informed Marguerite.
"I thought you said you wanted to wait a month?" Marguerite neverously said.
Veronica paced pondering things out, "You were right, we may not have a month."
Marguerite sat, "What about John's leg? Shouldn't we let it heal?" then, "You admit I was right?!" Marguerite asked gleeful.
Veronica rolled her eyes, "Roxton's leg will be fine," she chose not to comment on Marguerite's later comment.
"Next question, how do I act like I'm in labor?" Marguerite asked for she had no clue.
Veronica sat in a chair, 'She had to ask,' she thought. "Marguerite I don't know. Umm groan and scream, why don't you practice," Veronica offered.
Marguerite choked back a laugh, "Practice? How do practice that?" she asked a giggle escaping.
Veronica stood and pushed Marguerite onto her back, "Now place your hands on the blankets," she began. Marguerite put hands flat on the bed, "No! these blankets," Veronica said placing her hands on the blankets wrapped araound Marguerite's middle. "Okay now flinch," Marguerite made her flinch face. "Right, now groan," Marguerite did. Veronica grinned the sight she made.
"Cut it out!" Marguerite exclaimed opening one eye. Then a bell or something like it rang.
"That'll be dinner, you ready?" Veronica asked Marguerite, Marguerite nodded.
Standing Veronica pulled Marguerite to her feet, together they walked out. A little ways from the hut Veronica motioned for Marguerite to begin her act.
Marguerite fell to the ground gripping her 'stomach' and groaning. "Help! Help!" Veronica yelled the entire village came running. Once a crowd surrounded Marguerite Veronica steped out only to be stopped byt Chartack.
"Where are you going?" he asked holding her elbow tightly.
She thought about hurling a load of curses at him but held back, "Getting few things," she instead replied sweetly
"Very well," Chartack stepped aside and let her pass.
Veronica passed him, she couldn't get to the cage Chartack would see her. Glancing back at the leader Veronica drew one of her back knives and tossed it towards the rope that held the cage suspended. The cage crashed to the ground splittig open and dumping the three men out. Veronica rushed back into the crowd. She nodded to Margueite signifing that they were free.
Veronica heard the galloping footfalls of the escaping men and motioned for Marguerite to pick up the volume. Marguerite screamed for all she was worth, Veronica flinched as the scream assaulted her ears.
Someone yelled, "THE PRISONERS HAVE ESCAPED!" Veronica nodded to Marguerite. Marguerite jumped up ripped off the cloak and the padding. Together Marguerite and Veronica sprinted after the crowd that was now chasing the others.
***********
Roxton, Malone and Challenger ran for all they were worth. Someone yelled and the crowd that had surrounded Marguerite took off after them. Roxton went down gripping his leg, it had reopened.
Malone and Challenger pulled him to his feet.
He ran. They were right behind him. His breath ached in his chest; sweat ran in rivers down his face; muscles burned beneath his skin; his leg bled in a slow, warm gush with each step. But he couldn't stop. She was waiting and counting on him. Under those conditions she wouldn't last long. He couldn't let her down. Ignore the pain. Don't think. Just run. Survive. Marguerite is counting on you!
*************
Marguerite put on more sped trying to keep up with Veronica. Suddenly Veronica dissapeared, whirling Marguerite found her kneck in the grip of Chartack. Veronica clawed at his hand.
"You decieved us!" he roared.
"Damn right," Marguerite answered. "Let her go," Marguerite eased her knife from it's sheath.
His eyes where wild, Marguerite doubted if still had rational thought. Veronica slamed her elbow into his stomach, he grunted and loosened his grip. Veronica wrenched her kneck from his hand. Marguerite releasled the knife, it plunged into his heart.
Veronica saw her chance and took it, "STOP! CHARTACK IS DEAD!" she let loose a roar at the running crowd. As one they turned saw Chartack's lifeless body and bowed to thier new leader, Marguerite.
"Tell them to break off of the guys," Veronica nudged Marguerite.
"Umm, let the prisoners go, we don't need them," Margueirte swallowed. "Now what?" she whispered to Veronica.
"Tell them your leaving," Veronica whispered back.
"I'm leaving," Marguerite stated.
Slowly the two rather worn out women left the encampment of Tonque.
***************
Roxton hissed and flinched as the needle plunged through his flesh and out again.
"Oh really Lord Roxton," Marguerite admonished sending the needle through again.
Roxton only frowned then groaned as the needle entered his leg again. Marguerite stitched his leg twice more then tied it off and wrapped it. "You know Marguerite I kinda liked the image you portrayed to the Tonque," Roxton began.
"And what pretell, Lord was that?" Marguerite knew full well what he meant.
"You as my wife, carring my child, our child," he corrected.
"Maybe someday John, maybe," with that she stood and left the room.
Roxton sighed and lay back, "The truth has set me free," he whispered as he fell into a deep slumber.
***********
Veronica sat at the table, she was still trying to puzzle out why Ned had seemed angry with her.
Suddnenly the object of her thoughts entered. He was shirtless, an arm full of wood in his hands and sweating profulsy. Veronica swollowed, Oh was he hot!
"Ned?" she hesitantly asked.
"Yes," he turned to face her wiping his brow.
"At the village when we..... why were you mad at me?" she finally had the nerve to ask.
Malone filled a glass with water while he thought. "I guess I was tired of everyone treating me like a baby. Like I couldn't handle myself," he answered downing his water in a gulp.
"Your to much a man, to be a baby, Edward T. Malone," she told him standing and wiping a drip of water from his chin she sucked her finger dry.
Ned swallowed, could it be that she really liked him?
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"But not for a month," Veronica finsihed.
Marguerite stood pacing, "But I don't know how to act like that, and we may not have a month," just then someone knocked.
Veronica jumped up and shoved Marguerite into a sitting position, "Sit still, pregnant women don't pace, at least I don't think they do," she said opening the door.
A guard and Chartack stood there. "You are allowed to see your mate," he informed Marguerite.
Chartack led them down a path towards the cell, arriving he told Roxton that he had 10 minutes then left.
"What happened?" Veronica instantly asked.
Roxton looked at Marguerite then at Veronica, "What are doing here, and why or how is she pregnant?" he asked.
"Why Lord Roxton didn't your father ever explain the birds and the bees?" Marguerite smirked.
"I know how, Marguerite. But... how?!" he grasped for words. "You weren't pregnant when we left," he finally stated.
Veronica quickly explained the law and the plan. Roxton, Malone and Challenger stared at the two women incredulus. "You mean to tell me that you two are pretending to be pregnant to save my life?" John finally asked holding back his laughter.
"I wasn't part of the orignal plan but someone," Veronica glared at Marguerite, "added me.".
That was it Roxton burst into laughter.
"STOP IT!" Marguerite yelled. "We are here to save your lives! You keep laughing and we'll leave you here to the mercy of the Tonque," she heatedly said. "Veronica tell them plan and what to watch for," Marguerite said to the other woman more quietly.
"Hmm, right," Veronica cleared her throat. "Watch for Marguerite to go into labor-"
"She's not even pregnant how can she go into labor?" Malone cut her off.
Veronica growled, "It'll be a trick! When you see her do this I'll come here, open the cage and let you out. You'd better get out of here because we won't try twice!" Veronica hissed, she couldn't believe it! Try to save them and won't even listen.
"The best time would be just at dark, when the guards are fed. That shift seems lose awareness," Ned spoke up for the first time.
Veronica looked at him, "How would you know Ned?" she asked.
"I watched them," he stated hotly, he couldn't believe it! Didn't she think him compentent enough?
"How bad is your leg?" Veronica asked Roxton, trying to figure out why Ned was mad at her.
"It'll be fine," he said just as Chartack appeared.
"Your time is up," he stated before herding the women towards the main village. "We eat just as the sun is set," he informed them leaving them at the door to their hut.
Veronica opened the door and gestuered Marguerite in, "Perfect! You'll do your act on the way to dinner," she excitedly informed Marguerite.
"I thought you said you wanted to wait a month?" Marguerite neverously said.
Veronica paced pondering things out, "You were right, we may not have a month."
Marguerite sat, "What about John's leg? Shouldn't we let it heal?" then, "You admit I was right?!" Marguerite asked gleeful.
Veronica rolled her eyes, "Roxton's leg will be fine," she chose not to comment on Marguerite's later comment.
"Next question, how do I act like I'm in labor?" Marguerite asked for she had no clue.
Veronica sat in a chair, 'She had to ask,' she thought. "Marguerite I don't know. Umm groan and scream, why don't you practice," Veronica offered.
Marguerite choked back a laugh, "Practice? How do practice that?" she asked a giggle escaping.
Veronica stood and pushed Marguerite onto her back, "Now place your hands on the blankets," she began. Marguerite put hands flat on the bed, "No! these blankets," Veronica said placing her hands on the blankets wrapped araound Marguerite's middle. "Okay now flinch," Marguerite made her flinch face. "Right, now groan," Marguerite did. Veronica grinned the sight she made.
"Cut it out!" Marguerite exclaimed opening one eye. Then a bell or something like it rang.
"That'll be dinner, you ready?" Veronica asked Marguerite, Marguerite nodded.
Standing Veronica pulled Marguerite to her feet, together they walked out. A little ways from the hut Veronica motioned for Marguerite to begin her act.
Marguerite fell to the ground gripping her 'stomach' and groaning. "Help! Help!" Veronica yelled the entire village came running. Once a crowd surrounded Marguerite Veronica steped out only to be stopped byt Chartack.
"Where are you going?" he asked holding her elbow tightly.
She thought about hurling a load of curses at him but held back, "Getting few things," she instead replied sweetly
"Very well," Chartack stepped aside and let her pass.
Veronica passed him, she couldn't get to the cage Chartack would see her. Glancing back at the leader Veronica drew one of her back knives and tossed it towards the rope that held the cage suspended. The cage crashed to the ground splittig open and dumping the three men out. Veronica rushed back into the crowd. She nodded to Margueite signifing that they were free.
Veronica heard the galloping footfalls of the escaping men and motioned for Marguerite to pick up the volume. Marguerite screamed for all she was worth, Veronica flinched as the scream assaulted her ears.
Someone yelled, "THE PRISONERS HAVE ESCAPED!" Veronica nodded to Marguerite. Marguerite jumped up ripped off the cloak and the padding. Together Marguerite and Veronica sprinted after the crowd that was now chasing the others.
***********
Roxton, Malone and Challenger ran for all they were worth. Someone yelled and the crowd that had surrounded Marguerite took off after them. Roxton went down gripping his leg, it had reopened.
Malone and Challenger pulled him to his feet.
He ran. They were right behind him. His breath ached in his chest; sweat ran in rivers down his face; muscles burned beneath his skin; his leg bled in a slow, warm gush with each step. But he couldn't stop. She was waiting and counting on him. Under those conditions she wouldn't last long. He couldn't let her down. Ignore the pain. Don't think. Just run. Survive. Marguerite is counting on you!
*************
Marguerite put on more sped trying to keep up with Veronica. Suddenly Veronica dissapeared, whirling Marguerite found her kneck in the grip of Chartack. Veronica clawed at his hand.
"You decieved us!" he roared.
"Damn right," Marguerite answered. "Let her go," Marguerite eased her knife from it's sheath.
His eyes where wild, Marguerite doubted if still had rational thought. Veronica slamed her elbow into his stomach, he grunted and loosened his grip. Veronica wrenched her kneck from his hand. Marguerite releasled the knife, it plunged into his heart.
Veronica saw her chance and took it, "STOP! CHARTACK IS DEAD!" she let loose a roar at the running crowd. As one they turned saw Chartack's lifeless body and bowed to thier new leader, Marguerite.
"Tell them to break off of the guys," Veronica nudged Marguerite.
"Umm, let the prisoners go, we don't need them," Margueirte swallowed. "Now what?" she whispered to Veronica.
"Tell them your leaving," Veronica whispered back.
"I'm leaving," Marguerite stated.
Slowly the two rather worn out women left the encampment of Tonque.
***************
Roxton hissed and flinched as the needle plunged through his flesh and out again.
"Oh really Lord Roxton," Marguerite admonished sending the needle through again.
Roxton only frowned then groaned as the needle entered his leg again. Marguerite stitched his leg twice more then tied it off and wrapped it. "You know Marguerite I kinda liked the image you portrayed to the Tonque," Roxton began.
"And what pretell, Lord was that?" Marguerite knew full well what he meant.
"You as my wife, carring my child, our child," he corrected.
"Maybe someday John, maybe," with that she stood and left the room.
Roxton sighed and lay back, "The truth has set me free," he whispered as he fell into a deep slumber.
***********
Veronica sat at the table, she was still trying to puzzle out why Ned had seemed angry with her.
Suddnenly the object of her thoughts entered. He was shirtless, an arm full of wood in his hands and sweating profulsy. Veronica swollowed, Oh was he hot!
"Ned?" she hesitantly asked.
"Yes," he turned to face her wiping his brow.
"At the village when we..... why were you mad at me?" she finally had the nerve to ask.
Malone filled a glass with water while he thought. "I guess I was tired of everyone treating me like a baby. Like I couldn't handle myself," he answered downing his water in a gulp.
"Your to much a man, to be a baby, Edward T. Malone," she told him standing and wiping a drip of water from his chin she sucked her finger dry.
Ned swallowed, could it be that she really liked him?
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