Denner_s Wreck

This done, he stood and turned to face the door.

Bre

“Very well done!” he called as he stuffed a handful of delicacies in his mouth.

Khalid and Madame O arrived close on Bre

Lady Sunlight hung back, looking at the vast, machinery-lined room.

Geste, Rawl, and Sheila were more polite. The three of them crossed the room to congratulate Bredon on his part in their victory.

“I think we make a pretty good team,” Geste said, holding out his hand to Bredon. “If you hadn't kept him busy like that I couldn't have gotten him. And if you hadn't jumped him when you did, and disabled most of his machines, he probably would have killed me."

Bredon accepted this praise calmly, but felt compelled to point out, “It was Aulden's password that made it all possible. I couldn't have done anything if he hadn't set it up for me."

“So you're all wonderful,” Sheila said mockingly.

Aulden and Imp, who had fallen behind the others, arrived then, ambling into the war room with their arms about each other. Aulden disengaged himself and promptly settled into a nearby chair. Imp bounced across the room, kissed Geste, kissed Bredon, and then flung herself back in Aulden's arms, letting her white prison gown bunch up to her waist as she nestled onto his lap.

Bredon looked away, slightly embarrassed by Imp's lack of modesty.

Close beside him, Sheila draped herself on Geste and began to kiss him repeatedly, working her way downward. Startled, Bredon stepped back and again looked away.

Over by the food-bearing floaters and carts O, Bre

To Bredon's shocked surprise these embraces led to other actions. Aulden raised his own gown and pushed Imp's higher as her hand fell between his thighs. Sheila pulled Geste's gown from his shoulders and worked his arms free, so that the garment dropped to the floor, followed by her own.

In short order the victory celebration turned into an orgy. Bredon stood to one side, watching.

He glanced around. Rawl was paying no attention to the others as he studied the walls of machinery, and Lady Sunlight was still standing quietly by the door, but the others were all enjoying each other, oblivious to their rather inappropriate surroundings.

Bredon stepped back against the banks of controls and closed his eyes. The thought came to him that at any moment, Rawl and Lady Sunlight would follow the example of their companions; he suppressed the thought, but kept his eyes shut. He did not want to see that.

Lady Sunlight watched the others uncertainly. She was still somewhat disoriented. Thaddeus had thrown her entire view of the universe into doubt; in her understanding of reality, no one kidnapped or tortured anyone.

That was over, though. She was free again.

There were still unanswered questions, however, such as just who this “Bredon” person was. He certainly didn't fit her image of the natives. He was not noticeably crude or unclean, and in fact he had proven very useful.

Perhaps it was time she reconsidered some of her long-held opinions.

Besides, there was an orgy going on, and she did not want to be left out. Rawl was never much fun, and could be so very irritating at times. O was hogging both Khalid and Bre

She crossed the room slowly, wisps of doubt still lingering, and almost shyly put an arm around his waist.

Startled, he opened his eyes. He started to draw away, embarrassed, then stopped. This was something he had dreamed of, to have Lady Sunlight's arm around him, and he was not enough of a fool to throw it away.

“What's the matter?” she asked.

Bredon blushed and shrugged.

She remembered that, clean and intelligent as he was, he was still a native of De

“No,” Bredon replied, still struggling with the realization that at long last Lady Sunlight was speaking to him, and that she even had her arm around him. He tried to get up the courage to put his arm around her, as well, but could not quite bring himself to do it.

“Well, we're human, really, as I suppose Geste and the others have told you, and we don't get this many of us together in one place very often, and we don't usually have such a good cause to celebrate. I suppose they just got carried away.” She smiled again, this time directly at Bredon.

“I suppose so,” Bredon agreed.

“You saved our lives, probably,” Lady Sunlight said, suddenly serious. “Thaddeus was crazy. You must have done a lot of damage, to drive him down there undefended while Geste was still loose."

Bredon shrugged again. “Aulden made it easy,” he said.

“Still, you did very well,” Lady Sunlight insisted.

Bredon did not reply.

“How did you get involved with us, anyway?” she continued. “Just what were you and Geste doing together? Imp told me a little, while we were locked up, but she never said how you came to be with Geste in the first place."

Bredon blushed again and looked away, then looked back. “He played a joke on me,” he said.

“Oh, he did? That's no surprise.” Her voice was tinged with her habitual anger and disgust at Geste's pranks.

“Yes,” Bredon said, “I… I got upset about it, and he promised me that he would do me a service as an apology."

Lady Sunlight nodded. “That was nice of him, I suppose. Was it a particularly nasty trick he played?"

“Well, no, not really… he made a horse talk, and wouldn't let me catch it.” Bredon felt desperately stupid, trying to explain himself to her.

“You catch horses?” she asked, puzzled, her head cocked slightly to one side so that her hair tumbled in a golden stream over one shoulder. She had never given much thought to what the natives did with themselves.

“I'm a hunter,” Bredon explained.

“Oh,” Sunlight said, clearly neither understanding nor very interested. “So he played this trick on you, then promised you something to make up for it. What did you ask for?"

Bredon knew, in a flash of intuition, that this was his chance, the best opportunity he would ever have, perhaps the only opportunity. He turned and looked her in the eye.

“You,” he said.

Taken aback, Lady Sunlight said, “Me?"

Bredon nodded.

Her anger at Geste grew. He had obviously thought that the whole thing was fu

Sunlight looked at Bredon, eye to eye, and he realized that they were the same height. She glanced over at the bodies tangled on the floor, then back at Bredon. She spread her arms wide.

“Well,” she said, “here I am."