Chapter Six- Becoming a Farearian
Psalm 143:10- "Teach me to do your will, for you are my God.."
Queen Tenia of Ziex had extended an invitation for Klane to stay on Ziex until Faihn lost occupation of Hidon and its plague subsided. Klane had accepted the invitation and kept mostly to himself, devouring the newsholos in all his spare time.
The news that his brother was lying infirm with Myll was welcome news, but the devious grand duke noticed that any news of his niece, the Crown Princess Tielle, was strangely absent from the news reports. It had already been confirmed that Princess Arilana was dead at the hand of an unknown assassin, but her older sister's fate remained unknown.
Klane suspected that she was no longer Faihn's hostage, and his suspicion was strengthened when he looked into and found that there was a bounty on Prince Chayden P'ashara's royal head. The prince was eighteen, a mere year younger than Tielle, and Klane suspected that the prince had helped Tielle escape and then left with her, no doubt mesmerized by her captivating beauty.
So Klane had quietly started a galaxy-wide search for his niece, hoping to find her and rid himself of one more nuisance.. .
**
On Hidon, the epidemic spread and worsened. Faihn became seriously concerned about contracting the disease himself, and started to practice extreme hygiene, not wanting this still-incurable illness.
But if the threat of a potentially fatal disease bothered the Farearian king, he became extremely aggravated by the monotheist Hidonians and their unceasing petitions to their god. It seemed they were all always praying for not only Hidon's deliverance from Myll, but also for their precious Crown Princess Tielle's return to Hidon. As optimistic as they seemed to be about Hidon's rescue from Myll, they seemed to harbor no such illusions about their king, whose condition worsened daily. So they prayed for the princess over and over again. And again.
It reminded Faihn of his meddlesome boy and the on-going search for the traitor. His so-calleì¥Á7 ð¿k bjbjUU ".7|7|kÿÿÿÿÿÿlæææææææb[pic] $b[pic]ç ¶H H H H H H H H f [?]h h h h h h $? [?]½ ? æH H H H H ? ' ææH H ¡ ' ' ' H ¾æH æH f ' H f ' Ô' f ææf H E-'ÙvuÂ[pic]b[pic]ª |
'f f · 0ç f ]^ ]f ' ú6[pic],ææææ[?]ÙChapter Six- Becoming a Farearian Psalm 143:10- "Teach me to do your will, for you are my God.."
Queen Tenia of Ziex had extended an invitation for Klane to stay on Ziex until Faihn lost occupation of Hidon and its plague subsided. Klane had accepted the invitation and kept mostly to himself, devouring the newsholos in all his spare time.
The news that his brother was lying infirm with Myll was welcome news, but the devious grand duke noticed that any news of his niece, the Crown Princess Tielle, was strangely absent from the news reports. It had already been confirmed that Princess Arilana was dead at the hand of an unknown assassin, but her older sister's fate remained unknown.
Klane suspected that she was no longer Faihn's hostage, and his suspicion was strengthened when he looked into and found that there was a bounty on Prince Chayden P'ashara's royal head. The prince was eighteen, a mere year younger than Tielle, and Klane suspected that the prince had helped Tielle escape and then left with her, no s, enough to get by, as well as a plausible knowledge of current politics-"
"Most of which concern the disownment of the traitor Chayden P'ashara and the rightful occupation of Hidon," Tielle muttered in true Farearian fashion.
"- and the ingrained information about the royal family-"
"About all thirteen of the children, their spouses and children, likes, dislikes, talents, aspirations, occupations, habits, opinions-"
"Plus the traditions, ceremonies, rituals and customs of typical Farearians." Chayden sighed, his handsome features marred by his distraught expression. "There's only your accent to work on."
Tielle jutted out her chin. "Then let's work on it," she said, annunciating each word as a real Farearian would.
**
Twenty hours later, Tielle prepared for their descent into Diresh's atmosphere and her descent into a whole new persona. *I am Ella Raynani,* she repeated over and over to herself, *sister of Chayn Raynani, daughter of Kyrone and Theana Raynani, two traditionalists who disowned us when they discovered we didn't believe in their gods..*
*I am a fugitive, poor and desperate to start over. I don't want to be found, I want to remain unnoticed and unfound by my parents.."
Tielle repeated the words over and over again to herself, perfectly imitating the Farearian accent even in her mind. *I am Ella Raynani, sister of Chanh Raynani..*
It was going to be hard to be able to let go of her photographic memory and pretend that it didn't exist. She could not recount conversations word for word, and she would have to get used to pretending she didn't know where she had placed something, just to appear normal.
But perhaps hardest of all was going to be pretending that she was gene- altered and could sense emotions. She was going to have to observe every little body language clue, from a tense posture to a muscle jerking in someone's cheek. This was going to be a challenge.
Mostly, however, she would just have to rely on Chayden and get her clues from him, for he *would* know what everyone was feeling. She would have to take her cue from him.
Chayden didn't seem to be as tense as she was about the whole issue, but then, he wasn't the one pretending to be of a different planet. He just had to remember that his name was Chayn and that she was his sister.
Chayden calmly went about landing the shuttle, looking completely unconcerned, while Tielle fretted. Sure, she had a photographic memory to help her remember facts and figures, charts and maps, but could it help her to remember to turn when "Ella" was being called? Could it help her speak like a Farearian, all day every day?
She was about to find out.
**
As a nondescript, unordinary shuttle docked in the landing bays in Paeona, Diresh's capital (and only) city, hundreds of miles away, Tesian Hamani knelt in prayer, reciting her prayer:
*Lord, help me to do your will and let not the evil one influence my decisions. May I only do as You wish me to do, and may You let me know what that is.* She continued on in that vein for a while longer, then reverently said, "Amen."
She had not even risen from her knees when she heard a voice that said, *Go to Paeona.*
Queen Tenia of Ziex had extended an invitation for Klane to stay on Ziex until Faihn lost occupation of Hidon and its plague subsided. Klane had accepted the invitation and kept mostly to himself, devouring the newsholos in all his spare time.
The news that his brother was lying infirm with Myll was welcome news, but the devious grand duke noticed that any news of his niece, the Crown Princess Tielle, was strangely absent from the news reports. It had already been confirmed that Princess Arilana was dead at the hand of an unknown assassin, but her older sister's fate remained unknown.
Klane suspected that she was no longer Faihn's hostage, and his suspicion was strengthened when he looked into and found that there was a bounty on Prince Chayden P'ashara's royal head. The prince was eighteen, a mere year younger than Tielle, and Klane suspected that the prince had helped Tielle escape and then left with her, no doubt mesmerized by her captivating beauty.
So Klane had quietly started a galaxy-wide search for his niece, hoping to find her and rid himself of one more nuisance.. .
**
On Hidon, the epidemic spread and worsened. Faihn became seriously concerned about contracting the disease himself, and started to practice extreme hygiene, not wanting this still-incurable illness.
But if the threat of a potentially fatal disease bothered the Farearian king, he became extremely aggravated by the monotheist Hidonians and their unceasing petitions to their god. It seemed they were all always praying for not only Hidon's deliverance from Myll, but also for their precious Crown Princess Tielle's return to Hidon. As optimistic as they seemed to be about Hidon's rescue from Myll, they seemed to harbor no such illusions about their king, whose condition worsened daily. So they prayed for the princess over and over again. And again.
It reminded Faihn of his meddlesome boy and the on-going search for the traitor. His so-calleì¥Á7 ð¿k bjbjUU ".7|7|kÿÿÿÿÿÿlæææææææb[pic] $b[pic]ç ¶H H H H H H H H f [?]h h h h h h $? [?]½ ? æH H H H H ? ' ææH H ¡ ' ' ' H ¾æH æH f ' H f ' Ô' f ææf H E-'ÙvuÂ[pic]b[pic]ª |
'f f · 0ç f ]^ ]f ' ú6[pic],ææææ[?]ÙChapter Six- Becoming a Farearian Psalm 143:10- "Teach me to do your will, for you are my God.."
Queen Tenia of Ziex had extended an invitation for Klane to stay on Ziex until Faihn lost occupation of Hidon and its plague subsided. Klane had accepted the invitation and kept mostly to himself, devouring the newsholos in all his spare time.
The news that his brother was lying infirm with Myll was welcome news, but the devious grand duke noticed that any news of his niece, the Crown Princess Tielle, was strangely absent from the news reports. It had already been confirmed that Princess Arilana was dead at the hand of an unknown assassin, but her older sister's fate remained unknown.
Klane suspected that she was no longer Faihn's hostage, and his suspicion was strengthened when he looked into and found that there was a bounty on Prince Chayden P'ashara's royal head. The prince was eighteen, a mere year younger than Tielle, and Klane suspected that the prince had helped Tielle escape and then left with her, no s, enough to get by, as well as a plausible knowledge of current politics-"
"Most of which concern the disownment of the traitor Chayden P'ashara and the rightful occupation of Hidon," Tielle muttered in true Farearian fashion.
"- and the ingrained information about the royal family-"
"About all thirteen of the children, their spouses and children, likes, dislikes, talents, aspirations, occupations, habits, opinions-"
"Plus the traditions, ceremonies, rituals and customs of typical Farearians." Chayden sighed, his handsome features marred by his distraught expression. "There's only your accent to work on."
Tielle jutted out her chin. "Then let's work on it," she said, annunciating each word as a real Farearian would.
**
Twenty hours later, Tielle prepared for their descent into Diresh's atmosphere and her descent into a whole new persona. *I am Ella Raynani,* she repeated over and over to herself, *sister of Chayn Raynani, daughter of Kyrone and Theana Raynani, two traditionalists who disowned us when they discovered we didn't believe in their gods..*
*I am a fugitive, poor and desperate to start over. I don't want to be found, I want to remain unnoticed and unfound by my parents.."
Tielle repeated the words over and over again to herself, perfectly imitating the Farearian accent even in her mind. *I am Ella Raynani, sister of Chanh Raynani..*
It was going to be hard to be able to let go of her photographic memory and pretend that it didn't exist. She could not recount conversations word for word, and she would have to get used to pretending she didn't know where she had placed something, just to appear normal.
But perhaps hardest of all was going to be pretending that she was gene- altered and could sense emotions. She was going to have to observe every little body language clue, from a tense posture to a muscle jerking in someone's cheek. This was going to be a challenge.
Mostly, however, she would just have to rely on Chayden and get her clues from him, for he *would* know what everyone was feeling. She would have to take her cue from him.
Chayden didn't seem to be as tense as she was about the whole issue, but then, he wasn't the one pretending to be of a different planet. He just had to remember that his name was Chayn and that she was his sister.
Chayden calmly went about landing the shuttle, looking completely unconcerned, while Tielle fretted. Sure, she had a photographic memory to help her remember facts and figures, charts and maps, but could it help her to remember to turn when "Ella" was being called? Could it help her speak like a Farearian, all day every day?
She was about to find out.
**
As a nondescript, unordinary shuttle docked in the landing bays in Paeona, Diresh's capital (and only) city, hundreds of miles away, Tesian Hamani knelt in prayer, reciting her prayer:
*Lord, help me to do your will and let not the evil one influence my decisions. May I only do as You wish me to do, and may You let me know what that is.* She continued on in that vein for a while longer, then reverently said, "Amen."
She had not even risen from her knees when she heard a voice that said, *Go to Paeona.*
