Bill and the Spaceship! (Bill in Space (Erotic Fantasy)) (10 page)

Tiffani was overwhelmed by her mates’ support.  She was
bracketed by Bill, Gwen, Larissa, Ariella, Anise and Sylvia as they walked to the
palace.  She was however wary, they had run across a few soldiers but they
had simply bowed their heads, as if she was a princess still in favor. 
She wondered when the trap would close.

They walked warily into the palace, but again were not
detained in any way.  No attempts to stop them.  Did her father want
to wait until they were face to face before making his move?  The
corridors seemed abandoned as they went straight for the throne room, as if it
was cleared for her.  It just didn’t add up in her head at all.

When she walked in the throne room her father had a wide
smile on his face.  She went to question him but he rose off the throne
and stepped down to the floor.  She gaped as he dropped to his knees
before her.

He looked up and said, “I am so proud of you daughter. 
I renounce my crown in your favor.  You are empress for I do not deserve
to rule.  I am a failure.”

Tiffani started to feel faint from the confusion of what was
going on mixed with her conflicted feelings.  She managed to stay standing
and said, “Explain father.”

He sighed.  “It is a long story.  May we retire to
your lounge empress?”

She gestured in the affirmative and he rose and led them
back behind the throne room and into what were now Tiffani’s personal
rooms.  They all got a drink and sat down.  Tiffani felt a foreboding
as her father started his story…

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“Daughter, please forgive me my weakness.  I did the
best I could.

“I like you was full of fire and ideals when I was
young.  I found out about the cruelties of slavery and swore I would stamp
it out when I rose to the throne.  I too, thought my father an evil
man.  I found out the bitter truth when I turned eighteen.  The
Dravii took a cruel delight in informing me in fact.  Would you believe I
don’t even know his name?  Or rather, what his name was…

“Everyone knows the Dravii had the abilities of the Angilli
and Elvii.  Reading thoughts and emotions.”

He nodded at Ariella and said, “I should say have, as they
are not yet extinct.  What most don’t know is they have another power that
they for the most part do not use.  They even have laws and police each
other about it.  They have the ability of control.  Not like the
Demonae, much more powerful.  Well I found that out on my eighteenth birthday,
when the Dravii stole my will and made me his creature.”

He raised his head in thought a moment before moving
on.  Organizing what he needed to say.

“You see it was that Dravii that was the original traitor,
he sold out his whole race and enslaved our entire race via your grandfather
and then me.”

He smiled at Tiffani and said, “You were the one joy in my
life even he could not take away.  You were my one light in the cold dark
reality of his enslavement.  When you grew out into a woman’s body at
sixteen he started to drop hints that he may do more than just control you when
you turned eighteen.  I of course was forbidden many things.  I could
not warn you of him, and I could not help the plight of the Elvii or even tell
you of it.

“When your eighteenth birthday approached he teased me more,
enjoying my horror at the thought of you not only mentally but physically his
slave.  I outsmarted him though, for the first time in my life since I was
eighteen.  You see I had certain rules, things I could not do or tell, but
other than that I was free to think and act. 

“He wanted the power you see, but I couldn’t be so locked
down I appeared an automaton to our people.  That’s when I started telling
you about that horrible ass.  That you would have to marry him and submit
to his marriage bed.  I did that in hopes that you would rebel.  I
admit I grew worried about it when you stayed the dutiful daughter, even if a
little mad at me.”

He took a sip of his drink and studied his daughter. 
She had changed, and for the better he decided.  These people surrounding
her made her strong.

“So when your birthday came close I simply ordered you to
go.  The Dravii was absolutely incensed with me.  He had forbidden me
to tell you anything, but had not thought to forbid me sending you away. 
I made sure you were on a ship known for its mistreatment of slaves.  I
had hopes you would rebel at the injustice, and would have been truly horrified
if you had married that toad.  Almost as much as I would have been if my
enslaver had gotten a hold of you.”

He sighed.  “So that is my story, and I am so proud of
what you have done.  You succeeded where I failed.  I am not worthy
to lead our people but you are daughter.  I am sorry to thrust this upon
you so early, but I was desperate and had no choice.”

Tiffani just shook her head, not sure what to believe.

Ariella said, “He speaks truth, or at least everything he
said he believes to be true.”

He said, “It will be hard to fix as well.  The Demonae
will not like seeing the slaves freed.  He was particularly proud of how
he leached the honor from them and made them a race of brutes over the last two
millennia.”

Tiffani asked, “Why can’t you rule now that you are free?”

He shook his head, “The people will need you.  You are
young and idealistic, full of hope for the future.  They will need
that.  I am a pale shadow of what I was and what you are.  I will
stay and advise if you wish, but I will not rule.  The people would not
trust me after what I have done, even though it was against my will.”

Tiffani paled but nodded.  It seemed she had work to
do.  With her mates helping maybe they had a chance to make it
right.  It wouldn’t be easy.  The Dravii has taken the empire way off
course. 

She nodded.

“I will take the throne father, and you will serve me as advisor
along with my mates here.  We will make slavery a bad memory and free our
society from this dark mark on its history.”

The shadowy being observed and laughed.  There was no
mirth in it.  He had originally thought the loss of his puppet would hurt
his race’s plans.  Not so, it may even serve it.  He laughed as he
predicted the Demonae ignoring the orders to outlaw slavery, perhaps even to
rebelling against the Angilli Empire and weakening it further.

He noticed the avatar looking around and he sunk back into
the ground.  She had almost recognized him in the Dravii, and he wasn’t
quite ready to be recognized yet.  Although maybe not recognize, as she
was too young to remember his race.  Detect may be a better description. 
Though the time would come for confrontation it was not yet here.  The
plan could not have gone better, even with this unintended twist.

He was a little concerned with the sight of a human
here.  He knew they had been isolated and hidden since the last time their
race had been mobile a hundred thousand years ago.  But he needed to move
and couldn’t stay here anymore.  He had enough information to report back.

Plus he had been without a body long enough anyway, if he
stayed incorporeal for much longer he would dissipate.  Only on his home
world could they walk in their natural energy form with impunity.  He sped
under the ground, finding a soldier stationed on a scout ship about to move
out.  He quickly moved into the body.  After a brief internal fight
with this Angilli for control over the body he relaxed a bit.

He had to get back and report to his people that the
invasion would go forward, and soon.  He made his plans to kill the rest
of the crew on the scout ship after it departed.  He would take the ship
to his home once that was done.  He laughed again, a twisted unpleasant
sound.  Their patient plan had been successful and this empire would soon
be theirs…

This story will continue in book two.  I truly hope you
enjoyed it…

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