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Updated: June 29, 2025
Tommy now arose and walked around his chair, and as I was leaving for my appointed place I saw him start on tiptoe in the direction of Doloria's stateroom. Ten minutes later he appeared in the cockpit, helped her to the deck, and together they approached.
When he finished I had visualized a scene begun more than thirty years ago in the Royal Palace of Azuria: an honorable young doctor, Court physician, voluntarily surrendering his appointment because he loved the King's younger daughter Doloria's aunt; the old ruler's searching eyes that sympathized even while they censured the aged hand that pressed with understanding even while it took the proffered resignation.
It would be unfair to Doloria's future if I pugnaciously held to the advantage these few days had brought; for it is one thing to start in an open race with men, and run and burst your heart to be first across the goal which means a woman's arms, but quite another to take her unawares in a wilderness and, upon the spot, claim her before she knows what the surrender may involve.
Heretofore, completely hidden by the tall grass, I had had no idea of its existence, and neither had the men, until Doloria's torch changed the prairie to a charred waste. In reality it was the outlet from our spring, and I knew that it must be fairly wide because the fire had not jumped it.
"The Orchid isn't there," he turned and fell into step with me. "While getting her out of Big Cove she fouled on a bar. She's still on it, poor dear. So Monsieur sails with us, after all." For several minutes I stood still in my tracks and swore, stopping only when Doloria's chair came in sight. "I'm glad you got that out of your system," Tommy grinned. "Now get busy on a new line of attack.
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