Maggie Finson

Maiden by Decree Chapter 22

Okay, it's been awhile and I apologize for the wait. I know this is a short chapter, but I wanted to get it out there so hope on the story wasn't given up...

In this chapter plans are laid, some are nixed, and in general, the mayhem continues.

Maiden by Decree
Chapter Twenty Two
 By Maggie Finson
 
Maiden at Large

Or: What Do You Mean, Armed and Dangerous?

Maiden by Decree Chapter 16

Maiden By Decree
Chapter 16

Kidnapped

Or: You Guys Are in SOOO Much Trouble!

By

Maggie Finson

“They have safely arrived in Serai.” Roric told his co-conspirators with the displeasure he felt about that clear in his posture and voice. “Your pirates, Lord Jentis, failed miserably.”

Jentis, a representative, though covert, from Cardasia and the only one in the room who wasn’t afraid of the man, glowered at Roric. “You neglected to warn us about the cannon, My Lord, and my government is NOT pleased about that . The ferocity that crew defended both their ship and the lady with was also unexpected.”

Maiden by Decree Chapter 12

Maiden by Decree Chapter 12

Assassins Lurk

Or: Pardon Me. Did You Drop This Poisoned Dagger?

By

Maggie Finson

Dierdre glared at both Garret and Jessica then realized she was still standing in front of them without clothing. Snatching her robe up and hastily wrapping it around herself, she slowly and deliberately walked across the room to pour herself a large goblet of wine.

“I don’t know whether to trust either one of you just now.” She simply told them then moved to seat herself in a single chair facing them both. “Give me a reason – a real reason, to do that.”

Maiden by Decree Chapter 5

Maiden by Decree

By

Maggie Finson

Chapter Five

A Small Gathering and Some Revelations

Or: I May be Tipsy, but I’m NOT Stupid

Ilene and Katrina were waiting for Deirdre in the chambers assigned to the new lady with pleased smiles on their faces. Deirdre ignored those for a while as she – another jolt, but a description of gender that the youth would have to get used to even in thinking about – herself, stared in near awe at their surroundings.

The room they were in was huge, almost cavernous in comparison to the hut Derek had called home for most of his young life. Oil lamps (No torches allowed above ground in the palace itself Deirdre found out later) candelabras, and a massive chandelier gave the place a warm glow while providing enough light to actually read by even in the middle of the night.