Zlodey put his arm around me. “Look, my wife. Look at what we have done. Europe kneels before us and soon the rest of the world will as well.”
"And then we can help them."
"Yes," he said. "Of course. We shall help all of them. The natural chaos and horror of the world will end. We shall bring it order. We shall bring it peace." He took my chin in his hand and looked into my eyes. "I do this for you, my love."
He kissed me on my cheek and looked to be wanting some more, but I couldn’t stop thinking about my daughter. “I should go get, Lina. She would want to see this.”
Zlodey glowered for a second, “Yes, of course. Our daughter. She would like to be here, as well.”
As I walked out of the room, I felt a wave of relief as if I had escaped something horrible. I couldn’t begin to guess why. I walked to Lina’s room and knocked on the door. She opened it and pulled me in, closing the door behind me. “Ok, what the hell is going on?”
"Don’t use that language, young lady," I told her. "You were raised better than that. Your father…"
"You can knock off the act, I’ve secured the room."
"Secured?" I echoed. "What are you talking about, Lina? Secured it from what?"
Lina looked as confused by me as I was of her. “Frank? It’s just the two of us. There’s nobody watching, nobody listening in. I turned off all the surveillance. You don’t have to pretend.”
"First off," I replied, "my name to you is ‘mom’ or ‘mother’. Second, I’m not pretending. I really am worried about you. The way you’re behaving…"
"The way I’M behaving?" Lina laughed. "Ok, ‘mom’, why don’t you tell me how I should behave?"
"Your father’s campaign to spread stability to the world has reached another success. It would be nice if you were happy for him."
"MY father did?" Lina replied.
"Yes, he did. Now, I don’t know what has gotten into you, but you should come and watch."
Lina stared at me. Slowly she nodded. “Ok, ‘mom’. Let’s go see what ‘dad’ has done to the world.”
I ignored her tone- sometimes that was what a mother had to do- and just took her agreement as a victory. Whatever new phase she was going through, she would eventually get over it. Hopefully, it wouldn’t be too frustrating. I certainly couldn’t let her father handle it. Zlodey’s patience was not one of his strongest qualities.
We came into the room and I gestured toward the monitors. Lina gasped. “Amazing, no?” I asked, proud of my husband’s achievement.
"When did this happen?" Lina asked as she moved toward the screens.
"This is live," Mayhew said, excitedly. "This is happening now!"
"There are lizardmen in Paris?"
"Dracs, darling," I corrected her. "We call them Dracs. Remember?"
"The Dracs have conquered France!?"
to be continued next week
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