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Updated: June 18, 2025
With that he stepped gracefully, superbly from the dais beneath his throne. He bowed to the Aradna, to Geos, to Chick and to the assembly and was gone. The blue guard followed in silence. The rest of the ordeal was soon done. Nothing more was said about the Jarados, nor of what the Bar Senestro had brought up.
The Bar Senestro stripped off his jewels, his semi-armour, and stood clad in the manner of Watson. They advanced and met in the centre of the dais, two athletes, lithe, strong, handsome, their muscles aquiver with vitality and their skins silken with health. Champions of two worlds, to wrestle for truth! A low murmur arose, increasing until it filled the whole coliseum.
"Then he is afraid to run counter to the prophecy?" "Yes, my lord; that is, its literal interpretation. He is opposed only to the broader version as held by such liberals as the Rhamda Avec. The Bars are always warning the people against the false one." "And the Senestro is at their head," mused Chick aloud. "This brother of his who died usually there are two such princes and chiefs?"
But the Rhamda Geos had now come to his side. "Do your best, my lord. I regret only that it must be to the death. But the Senestro has challenged the prophecy. Prove that you are not a false one! My heart is with you." It was a good word at a needed moment. Watson stepped over onto the circular Spot of Life. They were both barefooted. Evidently the Thomahlians fought in the old, classic manner.
He immediately called in MacPherson and gave him some orders, or rather directions, which the Irishman could not understand. He knew only that he was to go to the Temple of the Leaf and there touch certain objects in a certain way; also, he was to arrange to get near Chick, and give him a word of cheer. "But it dinna work as he said it, sor; he had expected to catch th' Senestro.
"Yes, my lord." "And the Senestro plans to marry both queens, according to the custom!" "My lord" and the Jan suddenly snapped erect "the Bar will do exceedingly well if he succeeds in marrying one of them! Certainly he shall never have the Aradna not while I live and can fight!" "Good! How about the Nervina?" "He'll do well to find her first!" "True enough.
Watson decided to find out something he had not had time to locate in the library. "The Rhamda may have told you, Jan Lucar, that I am here to seek the Jarados. Now, I suspect the Senestro. Can you imagine what he has done to the prophet?" "My lord," remonstrated the other, "daring as the Bar might be, he could do nothing to the Jarados. He would not dare."
Another rolled against his feet, causing him to stumble; an act that probably saved his life, for the platform in a second was covered with writhing, bleeding, dying Bars. The Senestro managed to reach the doorway. MacPherson cursed. "Come on!" he yelled to Watson. "Well git him alive!" Watson remembered little of that rush.
Second, that the Jan Lucar hated the great Bar because of the prince's ambition to wed the queen and her cousin, the Nervina; also because of his selfish, autocratic ways. Next, that were the Nervina on hand she would thwart the Senestro; for she was a very learned woman, as advanced as the Rhamda Avec himself.
Seems there was some rumpus aboot th' old Rhamda Avec, which same Oi always kept away from him as was goin' to prove th' spirits! Annyhow, we was guardin' th' temple awaitin' th' spook as was promised. An' thot's how we got th' ould doc. "But th' Rhamdas niver saw him. Th' Senestro double-crossed 'em, an' slipped th' doctor oop to th' Palace av Light." "The Palace of what?"
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