I was up for fun in the shower. Carla stopped that idea cold. She needs to have a clear head, not high and distracted by our time in the shower. Yeah, it probably is the best decision.
Chapter 15 — Explaining
The last hour goes smoothly. Several of mom’s warships join us as soon as we exit worm drive. They escort us the last thirty minutes to the space docks. As we leave the ship, there are many people to greet us. Some of mom oldest friends are there for a crying fest. I understand; a lot of their mutual friends are dead.
Behind them is the palace security forces. There are many of them, and they’re off to one side. On the opposite side are many people on their knees, in a classic submissive position. Their hands and ankles are bound. They’re all dressed in trendy and expensive dresses. These women have money. Behind each one of those people is a younger-looking, yet just as well dressed business executive.
Behind that layer are my assassins. They are the largest group, I would guess roughly fifty fit, young women. One of the women steps out in front of the group to make her statement.
Vanessa says loud enough for all to hear, “The first group of executives did almost nothing to cover their tracks; they were easy to discover. Sixty of them died. Sixty more take their place. Forty of them decide to stay with their previous plan. They die; forty more replace them. These twenty-seven didn’t learn a thing. You guessed it, they wanted to stay with the plan. The next twenty-seven are here, so they can learn.”
Vanessa is looking at me, “Do we spare these twenty-seven or make an example of them?”
Mom thought she was making this decision.
She says in a louder than usual voice, so all can hear, “If they were willing to continue to move towards war and have me killed, they need to die. Kill them.”
They don’t move a hair.
I nod my head, and twenty-seven young executives are shot in the back of the head. They drop forward, dead.
I step forward, looking at the twenty-seven young executives that are next in line to lead their corporations, “This is your Queen. How can you casually call for her death and start a war where billions of people will die? Have you people no heart? Do you care so little for the lives of other people? For the next ten years, your companies will be non-profit. If you make money, it all goes to help the poor. Each one of you will volunteer a day a week at a shelter, food kitchen, or free food pantry.”
“I don’t think I need to suggest that you better take this seriously, do I? My guess is that half of you would be dead now if not for this demonstration. Take this as a life lesson. The life you save may well be your own.”
I step back, behind mom.
Mom continues, “You will now spend one week in solitary confinement. I want you to think long and hard about your life and the actions you may or may not have taken.”
Four of the palace security force lead the remaining twenty-seven stunned prisoners away.
I call Vanessa over. She comes over, looking excited. She gets a big hug from me.
I hand her a small data chip, “This is a video I recorded last night. Share it with everyone; it’s my story so far. You all get big bonuses for a job well done. I will be busy here for a while; send a courier if I’m needed.”
Each one hugs me as they leave. Their ship is in the dock, ready to go back home.
The security group escorts us to the palace. They look nervous, like something might pop out. Nothing will; everyone is dead. I like that they’re on edge, though. It means they are on high alert, and we can’t be safe enough.
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I thought Monica’s palace was impressive. Mom puts hers to shame. It’s square but tall, with round towers on all four corners and the center of each section between the corners. Each tower on the corners has a cute red sloped pyramid-style roof. The other towers have railings, allowing outdoor access for the royal family. As we get closer, there are acres of flowers in every color, with sculpted bushes around the edges.
The two palaces are similar yet not on par with each other. Inside of the walls is a fairy-tail princess castle. Think of every old ornate castle picture you have seen. Now make it twice as ornate and spectacular. That’s what this palace is like. Even Carla is impressed. There’s even a tiny rain forest of lush gardens of trees and bushes. No grass, but it’s the type of place that feels warm and comforting.
The front entrance is like the old Las Vegas hotels from the ancient past, with bright lights, and it’s all covered to keep the rain and snow out. I mentioned Las Vegas from Ancient Earth. That might seem odd that 2000 years later, we are referencing those times. Each planet is different. Monica’s home planet had a slight green hue to the sky. I didn’t notice it until now. This planet has a perfectly blue sky.
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