The Tobine Chronicles, Episode 4 by Adera Orfanelli
sf serial with erotic elements
Release Date: 2/14/17
In the battle to save the planet she loves, one woman must discover the truth about her past, and if she has the strength necessary to not just save Tobine–but rule.
Episode 4 – While Tenni recovers from her attempted suicide, the Dorrine leader is captured by the Rikans. This doesn’t bode well for Tenni and her plans, and neither does the fact that her relationship with another slave has been discovered. She may have survived, but for how long?
Rain. It rained all the time. Her back ached, yet she knew she’d see no relief. Not from the pounding rain and not from the cruel overlords ruling them with an iron fist. The Dorrines would have been better. At least the Dorrines didn’t work them like slaves. Cattle, shipped in from off world received better treatment than this.
Tenni bent over, her belly huge with child, and pulled turnips from the ground. The hard, round vegetable, imported from Earth, grew well in Tobine’s soil. It fed them, albeit meagerly. Her back ached from the work and from carrying the child. Why did they take their medical care away?
Tenni stood. She pressed her hands against the small of her back, massaging gently. It had been two years since Ra’badel had been assassinated in his own apartments. The Dorrine faction splintered and disintegrated from the Rikan onslaught and the lack of leadership. But the Rikans were dead too. All destroyed by those green frog bastards!
Looking down the neat row of plants, she saw the Vilos guard standing there. He watched the women work, his lips curled into a mockery of a smile because he knew he could choose any of them to warm his bed. Tenni glanced hastily away. In the field next to this one, the men worked plowing. Kavin no longer worked among them. He’d died two months ago. Her child would never know his father.
Tenni grimaced. It felt like it had happened before, in another life, a man she cared for dying before his time, leaving her without a husband or a child. But that was so long ago. She recognized Kavin’s broad back and smiled. At least this child wasn’t part frog. In the misery of her days, she held onto the one, small ray of hope. And she prayed her child would be a boy. A boy to lead them all to salvation.
Tenni nearly barked out harsh laughter. She stopped herself just in time, for the gray clouds had begun to descend.
Tenni screamed. She thrashed on her makeshift bed of blankets. Eda sat by her head, holding down her arms. Katia held down her feet. Sweat poured from Tenni in rivers. Licking her lips, she stared at the two women.
“The Vilos—“ Tenni’s dry lips cracked and bled with her attempt to speak. “Rule.” She sucked in gulps of air.
Pain tore through her, from womb to head. Tenni’s back bowed. She shrieked, a wordless cry full of pain and fury. Deep inside, her muscles contracted and released again. Her womb folded in upon itself in pain, and Tenni screamed again as another spasm of pain shook her.
She breathed in a deep breath. Her eyelids fluttered closed.
“Is she going to be all right?” Katia asked, her voice coming from very far away.
“I don’t know,” Eda said. She stroked Tenni’s forehead and released a breath. “I just don’t know.”