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these?”
    â€œI do. I want the tall one with the light hair.”
    Reb blinked as another woman came forward. She was not lean and strong like the others. Because she stood with the trim, tanned women warriors, she seemed somewhat overweight. She was rather pretty, though, with large blue eyes, a round face, and a crop of yellow hair. She came up to Reb and touched his hair. “I will have this one, and I will take the little one too.” She motioned toward Wash.
    â€œLet it be so then,” Queen Faya said. “We will hear their stories later.”
    Reb’s owner seemed delighted with her acquisition. She grabbed his arm, saying, “Come with me.”
    She dragged him off, and Wash followed helplessly. Reb looked back over his shoulder. “I don’t like this, Josh.”
    â€œI don’t like it either, Reb. We’ll see how it goes.”
    â€œYou will come now.” The warrior maiden named Ettore grabbed Josh’s hair and gave it a vicious pull. He did not cry out, and she grinned. “Good. You’ll know what to expect if you are disobedient.” Then she studied Sarah. “Can you fight?” she demanded bluntly.
    Sarah pulled herself up to her full height. She was not as tall as Ettore, but she seemed determined not to show fear. Defiantly she said, “I have fought before.”
    â€œHave you ever killed any of your enemies?”
    â€œYes, I’ve had to, but I’m not proud of it.”
    â€œYou will learn better here. If you are to become a warrior maid of the Fedor, you will learn to be proud when you defeat your enemies. Now we go home.”
    Dave and Abbey were left standing in front of Princess Merle. She watched them, seeming amused by their plight. “I haven’t had such fun as this in a long time. Come along, I’ll show you your places.” She turned to her mother and bowed low. “Queen Mother, I will care for these two captives.”
    â€œSee that you do.”
    As the redheaded warrior maid led them away, Abbey felt fear rising in her throat. She knew she could never become one of these women. There was a wildness and a wickedness in their eyes that frightened her, and she stayed as close to Dave as she could as they made their way out of the clearing, headed toward the biggest house in the village.

8
Dave Gets an Education
    T here was no question of calling Chava “King.” Obviously his position in the house was more that of a servant than king or even husband.
    Dave noticed that he did show great tenderness and care in helping his wife into the house. Queen Faya could walk using one crutch, but her steps were painful. He watched Chava help her into a chair, put her leg up on a low stool, and bring her something cool to drink.
    â€œHe takes care of her like he was her nurse,” Abbey whispered.
    â€œI guess that’s about what he is.”
    â€œDave, I don’t like all this,” Abbey said. “Those women, they make me nervous. They’re not—they’re not normal.”
    â€œThey sure aren’t,” Dave said. “A pretty cold-blooded crew, and we’ve seen some in our time, haven’t we?” He saw that she was very frightened and put a hand on her shoulder. “Don’t worry. We’ve gotten out of tougher spots than this. Goél won’t let us down.” He smiled at her and was glad to see that his assurance seemed to help.
    Then a sharp voice said, “Come along, Dave. I’ll show you where to sleep. You wait here, Abbey. I want to talk to you alone.”
    The house was simply built, though it did contain several rooms. One of these was very small, containingonly a bunk and a little table, but it had a window that let in the breeze.
    When Dave looked down at the bed, he shook his head. “That’s pretty short for me.”
    â€œSo it is,” Merle said. “You’re very tall. Are all the men where you come from as tall