Fighting Lory (English Edition) (Lords Of Arr'Carthian 2) (17 page)

“But why?”

“Because they consider executions to be entertainment.”

“Perverse ass-holes. I’m thinking that I don’t like it here anymore. I hope we’ll be done here soon.”

Kordan took her in his arms. She hugged his waist and pressed her cheek against his chest. She would try not to make any mistakes, but she hoped that no one would say anything stupid because she was not very good at keeping her mouth closed when she was angry.

“Tonight I’ll make you forget everything. I’ll make your little spring of nectar overflow and feast on it until you beg for mercy.”

“That sounds good. Can’t we skip the stupid meal? I don’t think I’m hungry anymore.”

“Unfortunately not, little one. We can’t leave your friend and Amano in the lurch. Be a good girl and behave yourself, otherwise I’ll put you over my knee.”

Lory laughed.
 

“I might like that, though.”

Kordan growled and his chest vibrated.

“Shall we try that later?” he murmured huskily.

“Maybe,” Lory whispered, squeezing her thighs together to stop the incredible tingling that had spread through her feminine regions.

“You have no idea how much I want you right now,” groaned Kordan.

Lory laughed.

“Oh, I do, I can feel it,” she said, sliding her hand down to his hard phallus.

Kordan groaned and pressed himself against her hand.

“We have to go, unfortunately. It’ll be a damn uncomfortable meal in this state,” he groaned.

Lory turned in his arms and pulled her dress up until her round buttocks could be seen. She propped herself up on the arm of the couch in front of her, pushing her bottom towards him.

“Come on, quickly,” she commanded and he did not wait to be asked a second time.

She cried out loudly as he thrust inside her and she closed her eyes. He made love to her fast and hard and they came simultaneously. Her heart pounding, she stood up and fell back against his massive body. He was holding her by the hips and he had rested his chin on her head.

“You really are a naughty thing,” he murmured.

“So you’ll have to punish me later?” she asked, her heart pounding.

“Yes, that will indeed be necessary.”

Again, a tingling sensation spread through her pussy and her muscles squeezed his shaft.

“Baby, you’re driving me mad. If we don’t go right now we’re going to have a problem.”

He moved away from her, pulling her dress back down before sorting out his own clothing then they hastily left the room to meet Charly and Amano.

Chapter 10

Kanavirius System, Moron2

Deep under the surface

21st day of the month of Manao in the year 7067

Federation Time

The oasis turned out to be the huge hall that they had landed in. In a corner of the exotic jungle there was a place with long dining tables. It was like a restaurant, where people could order various things, but everything was free as everyone on Moron2 was entitled to free food.

They sat down at one of the tables and Kordan ordered for them all. Lory found it quite ridiculous that they could not speak. It spoilt the beautiful, idyllic atmosphere of the place.

“We’ll only stay until we’ve eaten,” Kordan whispered into her ear, and she nodded.

Somehow she would get through this. After the waitress had brought the drinks, six men came and sat opposite them. One of the men had a cold, unpleasant look about him. His gaunt facial features made him look nasty. The other men seemed quite normal and happy. They were of various races and clearly belonged to the delegation of the United Galactic Federation that was currently visiting.

“These are the ambassadors of the Federation,” Kordan confirmed Lory’s presumption in a whisper. “I know them all except the one with the piercing eyes. Watch out for him. I have a bad feeling.”

She nodded. Yes, she had had that, too. That bloke was really horribly arrogant and definitely nasty and malicious.

The food was served. To Lory’s relief it did not taste at all bad and there did not seem to be anything revolting in it. Kordan definitely knew what should be eaten here and what should not. The only problem was that there were no forks or knives, but chopsticks, like Asian people use. She had never been a fan of Chinese food and therefore was completely unskilled in using these things. Whilst Charly seemed to handle them well, things kept on falling back onto her plate. The temptation to swear quietly was almost overwhelming, but she forced herself not to. If someone were to notice they would be in trouble.

“Some visitors here really do seem to have no manners,” she heard a loud voice complain.
 

She looked up and saw the gaunt man looking at her. His thin mouth had assumed a mocking grin.

“Yes, indeed. Some don’t appear to know that it’s extremely impolite to complain about a lady,” Kordan retorted.

Lory’s heart beat faster. There you go! Trouble seemed to be inevitable. She wanted to tell Kordan that they should leave, but of course she was not allowed to speak.
 

‘
You miserable little scarecrow
,’ she thought sullenly. ‘
Be glad that I’m not allowed to do anything here. I’d only too gladly wring your scrawny neck!
’

“Well, I wouldn’t necessarily say that all women are ladies,” replied the gaunt man.
 

The men next to him gasped audibly and Kordan leapt from his seat. Lory grabbed his arm frantically to stop him doing anything stupid.

“Don’t!” she shouted, and put her hand to her mouth. All eyes at once appeared to be directed at her and she suddenly felt sick.

“She spoke! You see!” shouted the gaunt man. “She can’t even adhere to the simplest rules of society. This is a matter for the Prakat.”

“Lord Gnormos,” said a fat man, with four arms and tentacles on his head. “I don’t think that this is a wise procedure.” His yellow eyes moved with concern to Lory who sat frozen in her seat.

“You provoked us,” snarled Kordan.

“Absolutely. It was obvious that you intended for something like this to happen,” agreed Amano.
 

Charly was sitting next to him, her face pale, fighting off tears. She had put her hand over her mouth, it appeared, to stop herself from saying anything.
 

“What’s going on here?” asked an authoritative voice. A man with a bald head and a long beard had come up to them. He was wearing a red sash over his pink tunic.

“Honorable Prakat, that woman there spoke at the table. She should be punished immediately.”

“This man intentionally provoked us,” explained Kordan. “He insulted my mate repeatedly and did not hold back, despite my warning. As I was about to exercise my right to defend my mate, she wanted to stop me, probably because she thought it would be against the rules and put me in danger. That’s why she said this one word: Don’t!”
 

“Witnesses?” asked the Prakat.

“Yes. I can confirm what my cousin has said,” declared Amano.

“Me, too,” said one of the ambassadors. His counterparts agreed.

The Prakat nodded.

“Well, this woman has broken the rules concerning the ban on women speaking at the table, which would usually carry the death penalty. In this case she was insulted, which again is, likewise, a punishable act. As the mate of the injured party you can restore honor by cutting off the right ear of the guilty party. But then remains the crime of the insulted party who is, at the same time, guilty. As she was insulted, the punishment will be reduced and instead of decapitation, the Labyrinth punishment will come into force. As her mate you are entitled to take on the punishment in her place.”

“I will,” answered Kordan, casting a warning glance at Lory to signal that she should be silent.
 

“Good. Tomorrow morning, after the first gong, you will present yourselves on the market place.”

Kordan nodded.

“And what about restoring the honor of my mate?”

“Right. Indeed. You will have the opportunity to carry that out in the morning. Do you have a knife with which you’d like to carry out the sentence?”

Kordan nodded and drew a long blade from his belt. The gaunt man had grown pale and got up from his seat and fled. Just a few meters away, two of his counterparts grabbed him and brought the struggling, complaining man back to the table.

“Because of your attempt to escape you have worsened your fate,” said the Prakat, looking at the man in disgust. “You will also go into the Labyrinth tomorrow morning. As I don’t believe that you are honorable enough to appear voluntarily I will take you into custody.”

“No! I beg you! It was all just an awful misunderstanding. Surely we can talk about this? I …”

“Silence!” roared the Prakat.

Two guards, who had approached in the meantime, grabbed the man by the arms and led him away at a nod from the Prakat.
 

“He will be the first to go into the labyrinth. I wish you luck.”

Kordan nodded then the Prakat disappeared. Lory had followed the event as if in a trance and sat trembling in her seat. She could not believe what she had caused. She had only wanted to stop Kordan from making a supposed mistake - that would not have been a mistake at all - and in doing so had herself committed one that might now cost Kordan his life. Whatever the labyrinth was, it must be dangerous, otherwise that gaunt bastard would not have acted in that way.

“Come on, mene carisha. Let’s go to our quarters.”

He held out his hand to her and pulled her up from her seat then he led her away from the table. Charly and Amano followed them at some distance. At the door to Amano and Charly’s quarters Kordan stopped and turned to them both.

“We’ll meet in the morning,” he said.

Amano embraced him and slapped him on the back.

“We’ll be there.”

“It case I don’t make it out of the labyrinth …”

“I know. I will arrange everything as you would wish.”

Kordan nodded then pulled Lory away with him.

Once in their quarters, Lory fell limply onto the couch.
 

“I’ve ruined everything,” she sobbed. “It’s all my fault.”

Kordan sat down next to her and took her in his arms.

“It’s not your fault. That man had it in for you. But now he’s suffering himself because of it. One thing is clear: this weakling, and above all, coward, will not survive the labyrinth. My chances are very good. I think I can do it. I’m strong and I don’t lose my nerve. It should be feasible. Trust me.”

“So why did you say to Amano …”

“Just in case. So that you are taken care of.”

“So that I’m taken care of! I am not able or willing to live without you!” she said, beside herself. “If you die on me in that damn labyrinth I’ll find you in hell and cut off your dick and …”

Kordan laughed.

“Yes, I know. And stick it in my rectum. Fine, you may do that if that happens. Happy?”

“No! I’ll only be happy when we’re both safely back on board the
Cordelia
.”

***

The market place was rammed. Lory felt miserable. Kordan had made love to her half the night and it had been beautiful, but now she was back to reality. Today would decide whether she would leave this damn planet alone or with Kordan. The former did not bear thinking about. How was she to live without him? No! She had to trust in him. As he had said, he was very strong and his cool head would definitely be a great help to him.
 

“Are you OK?” asked Kordan, pulling her to him.

“How could I be? I’m horribly nervous.”

“I’ll eat dobbel wupper on your planet with you, I promise.”

Despite her fear, Lory had to laugh.

“It’s called a double whopper. And how are we meant to find our way to earth when that old astronomer still hasn’t told us where my planet is? You heard what the Prakat said. After carrying out the sentence, no matter what the outcome, we must be gone within three hours.”

“I just know that I’ll eat doppel wupper with you. I have a feeling. Have faith!”

Lory sighed.

“I’d like to have your calm.”

“Here comes the bastard,” said Charly.

They turned their heads in the direction that Charly was pointing in.

The gaunt Lord Gnormos was indeed approaching, led by two solemn looking guards. He was as white as a sheet and sweating so much that the sweat was dripping from his chin. He was led onto the platform that had been erected in the middle of the market place. The Prakat barely honored him with a glance. Instead, he turned to his public.

“Moronians and guests, we are here today to carry out three sentences. First, General Kordan of Arr’Carthian will exercise his right to defend his mate. General, if you’d like to come up here, please.”

Kordan kissed Lory on the forehead and briefly looked intently into her eyes.
 

“Doppel wubber,” he said, grinning, then he went to the platform and climbed the steps.

Lord Gnormos tried to free himself from the clutches of his guards. Once he realized that he would not be able to escape, he began to scream. Kordan went up to the man calmly and took hold of the Lord’s ear with his left hand, whilst driving the blade with his right. Lord Gnormos yelled, then Kordan raised the severed ear and the crowd applauded.

“The first sentence has been carried out,” declared the Prakat. “And now, first Lord Gnormos, then General Kordan, will enter the labyrinth. Guards, lead the convicted to the labyrinth! Everyone else should follow in a calm, orderly manner. I will not tolerate any commotion. Whoever causes trouble will be the next for the labyrinth.”

Charly grasped Lory’s hand and they followed the crowd, behind the convicted and the Prakat, through the corridors, to a big cave in which a massive labyrinth was located. The stands were high up so that people had an overview of the whole labyrinth. Her knees weak, Lory climbed the steps to the grandstand at the side of her friend. Once at the top, a kind of mini telescope was placed in their hands so that they could even see the furthermost parts of this large-scale maze properly.
 

“Come on! Along here. We have reserved seats as relatives of Kordan,” said Amano, leading them to another staircase that led up to a kind of box.