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they hold up after we drop
one hundred megatons upon their heads.”
     
    Therein lay Lynda’s choice for Wooter had
asked the same of her.
    “Come with me. I shall marry you and bring you
as my wife. You may be a nanny to the little prince, Behrat. He is
not very demanding, and really quite a nice little lad, and it
shall give you practice mothering the children we shall have. The
Queen will be glad of the company, too. Another woman to chat with,
with whom to complain about us men.” Wooter reached for Lynda’s
hands, and gallantly kissed each one upon the palm.
    Lynda couldn’t decide, as flying off into
space, assuming the ship didn’t explode, was about as enticing as
committing herself forever to the hole in the ground.
    “What are the chances we’ll survive?” she
asked. “That we’ll actually get to that planet, whatever it’s
called.”
    Wooter laughed, and waved her question away,
refusing to answer. Then, they had gone to his room, and despite
the visions of that spacecraft looming in her head, she had
diligently tried to bring him some relief. The spacecraft must have
been preoccupying him as well, for it was clear almost from the
start that tonight would be no more successful than usual. At
least, he didn’t hit her. At least, he thanked her with a handful
of coins. Maybe, Wooter and his spacecraft would be the
winner.
     
    It was the disputed island chain that set it
all off. Lynda knew this because that was her job.
    “Our King and Saint intends to keep it,” Yurt
informed her. “See what the Infidel plans to do.”
    “The islands are rich in oil and gas deposits.
There are minerals practically upon the surface just for the
taking. These islands have always been independent lands. We can’t
allow Hahr’s aggression to go unabated.” Wooter murmured this as he
lay back upon his pillow, another long night of failure stretching
ahead.
    “What do you think Ruka intends to do?” Lynda
asked, referring to the King by the name which Wooter
affectionately used. She knew he didn’t mean it disrespectfully.
Wooter was unfailingly loyal to his king, so much so he would have
killed her in an instant if he knew where and with whom else she
spent her time.
    “That depends on what your Saint does,” Wooter
responded.
    “Not my Saint. How many times have I told you
that?” Lynda rolled her eyes dramatically, and shook her head with
flourish.
    Wooter watched her, studied her really, his
own eyes narrowing the tiniest bit.
    He suspects , Lynda thought, although she would deny it no matter how he
pressed.
    “Have you made a decision yet?” Wooter asked
instead.
    “Do I need to?” Now, Lynda laughed.
Despite everything she knew, part of her had thought it would never
come to that. The domes, the spacecraft, they were all for show. It
was merely a psychological war playing out. One king was simply
calling the other’s bluff. See how I shall
survive if you do this.
    Wooter didn’t answer. His phone rang, and he
turned his back. Lynda understood this to be her cue to to leave,
and so wrapping her robe around her body, she disappeared into the
bathroom.
    Turning on the shower, Lynda crept back to the
door, cracking it open slightly and pressing her ear into that
space.
    “Yes, Sir,” Wooter was saying. “I understand,
Sir.”
    “What?” Lynda whispered to herself. “What do
you understand? What is happening?”
    “I am so sorry to hear it has come to that,
Sir.”
    “What has it come to?” Lynda hissed, just as
the door swung open. Wooter stared at her, before inclining his
head toward the shower. “I…I…”
    “Yes?” Wooter eyes had grown cold. With his
arms crossed in front of his chest, he glared down at
Lynda.
    “I…I…” Lynda began again. “I’ve made a
decision. I’m going to come with you.”
    Maybe, that wasn’t actually what she wanted to
say. On the spur of the moment, with clouds of steam rising from
the empty shower, Lynda’s mouth opened, and that was what had