Freeing the Prisoner: Kindred Tales Read online

  He was impressed by her courage and touched by her loyalty. He shouldn’t let her go with him, he thought—ought to make her take the safer route instead. But if he was cut down by blaster fire on the way to the ship, then she’d be stranded on this damn misogynistic planet where females were worth less than dirt. This way, at least he could protect her.

  And if they died, they died together.

  Never thought I’d fall in love and enter a suicide pact with a strange princess when those damn Goshan ships forced me down on this hellish little planet, he thought grimly. But here he was and as strange as it sounded, he wouldn’t have it any other way. Something told him he had been meant to find Dani and if this was the risk he had to take to have her, well then, he would Goddess-damn well risk it.

  * * * * *

  Later, Dani often relived their long, breathless flight from the Royal wing of the palace to the docking bay in her dreams. She saw herself in the mirrored walls, rushing in her torn dress and silent in her small slippers with Ky behind her. The big Kindred looked like a massive, pale ghost in the reflective surfaces, his brilliant green eyes darting left and right, ready to jump ahead and push her behind him if trouble struck.

  But though Dani was certain they would run into a battalion of guards at every corner, they saw no one in the echoing mirrored halls. All was quiet—eerily so.

  The silence seemed to spook Ky too.

  “Hey, where is everybody, little girl?” he muttered in her ear as they made their way through the palace, using the least-traveled routes Dani could find.

  “I don’t know,” she whispered back. “Maybe everyone in the entire palace is at the banquet tonight. It’s supposed to be a special one to celebrate Lavi’s engagement to that…that…”

  Words failed her and a lump formed in her throat, thinking again of how she was abandoning her little sister to a fate worse than death. But what else could she do? Lavi was sitting in the middle of a crowded banquet hall right now—there was no way to get her out without attracting suspicion. Besides, the moment Dani showed her face anywhere in the palace she would be seized and forced to sign the Articles of Engagement with Tornk.

  So there really was nothing she could do for her sister—not now, anyway.

  “Hey, little girl—it’s going to be all right,” Kyron murmured. “I promise it will.”

  “From your mouth to the ears of the Gods both above and below,” Dani told him. “But I think you may be right—we are almost to the docking bay. If we can just get down this corridor and round the corner—oh!”

  The gasp which left her lips was involuntary—she couldn’t stop it or pull it back. For coming around the exact corner she was pointing to was a lone male figure. He was walking with his head down, a dejected slump to his shoulders, apparently deep in thought. Hearing Dani’s gasp, he looked up and his eyes widened.

  “Princess Dannella? What are you doing out here?” Then, seeing Ky, his eyes got even wider. “And…the alien prisoner?”

  “Get behind me,” Kyron muttered to Dani grimly. “I’ll kill him as quietly as I can to avoid attracting attention.

  “No wait!” Dani put up a hand to stop him when he would have swept her behind him and charged. “It’s Jontu—the male my little sister loves.” She looked up at Ky. “Let me just talk to him.”

  Ky frowned. “If he betrays us…”

  “I know. But I don’t think he will. Please, Ky, give me a chance.”

  Kyron looked like he might protest for a moment but then he nodded stiffly.

  “All right, Dani. I trust your judgment.”

  “Thank you.” She nodded in appreciation. She just hoped his trust in her wasn’t misplaced. “Jontu,” she said stepping forward.

  The courtier, who was dressed in his finest court garb, took a step back.

  “Princess, what are you doing out here? And with the Kindred prisoner? Has he kidnapped you? Should I shout for help?”

  “No, please, Jontu—please don’t!” Dani clasped her hands between her breasts. “Kyron here is going to help me escape from here.”

  “Escape?” He frowned. “Escape and go where?”

  “To a place where we don’t treat our females like dirt,” Ky growled. “Where they can make their own choices about who to bond with and love instead of being sold away like chattel.”

  To Dani’s surprise, instead of hotly defending Goshan ways, Jontu gave the big Kindred an apprising look.

  “Maybe this world you speak of would not be such a bad place to live,” he said. “A place where a female could choose who to love instead of being given to another she does not care for…”

  Dani heard the bitterness in the courtier’s voice and hope surged in her heart—maybe she had a chance to make an ally here.

  “Is that why you’re here, instead of in the banquet with everyone else?” she asked sympathetically. “Because you can’t bear to see Lavi given to Warro?”

  “We love each other.” There was genuine pain in Jontu’s eyes. “Before his coming and Councilor Tornk’s interference, we were certain we would be allowed to marry.”

  “Listen to me, Jontu—it might not be too late,” Dani told him earnestly. “Ky and I are leaving now but we plan to return with many more like him. Warriors big enough and strong enough to defy even Warro and his elite guards. Enough to rescue Lavi—can you help us?”

  Jontu’s eyes widened, then narrowed.

  “Truly you will return?”

  “I swear it—my oath as a Kindred,” Kyron said formally. “Dani has told me the situation her sister is facing—I am certain my commanding officer will allow me to bring a crew of Kindred back here to keep her from this wrongful joining.”

  Jontu still looked uncertain, as if he wasn’t sure he believed them.

  “I don’t know, Princess. The Monarch’s orders are that you must sign the Articles of Engagement with Tornk.”

  “You mean the way Lavi is signing them with Warro right now?” Dani asked fiercely. “Do you really want to hand me over to my father and give up the one chance you have of getting Lavi back?”

  He started to answer but just then the echoing sounds of marching boots and male voices shouting reached them. The sounds were coming from far down another corridor but were rapidly getting closer.

  “Guards coming,” Ky growled in a low voice. “Dani, we have to go. Now!”

  “They sound like they’re headed right for us,” Dani exclaimed. “We’ll never get to your ship in the docking bay in time!”

  The guards were getting closer and she could hear some of what they were saying.

  “Don’t know how he escaped—Kindred bastard!”

  “He must be a sha-gra—how else could he get loose from his manacles and a locked cell?”

  “If he’s a sha-gra he’s a damn clever one. Turning the shielding off the magnetic field so it grabbed our blasters and spears and then breaking the shielding knob so we couldn’t get them back!”

  “Thank the Gods below we have others in the arsenal. Let’s find that Kindred scum and blast the hell out of him!”

  The guards were so close— were almost upon them! If they caught Ky they’d kill him on sight, believing him to be an evil sha-gra with witch powers! Dani felt her heart rising into her mouth.

  “Jontu,” she exclaimed in a low voice. “Go and head them off—tell them you saw Ky running down another corridor into the East wing of the palace.”

  “What?” He looked shocked. “But I—”

  “Head them off,” Dani insisted. “And then do everything you can to stall Lavi’s wedding! We’ll be back as soon as we can to rescue her and we’ll take you with us. You can be together forever, only please, help us now!”

  She saw the decision form in the courtier’s brown eyes and he nodded once—a short, sharp movement of his head. Then he ran down the corridor shouting at the top of his lungs.

  “The prisoner—the huge, pale prisoner,” he cried. “Chief Charo, I saw him—I saw him running t