Friday, May 15, 2009

Reminiscences with a Queen

Jasfoup sighed. “It didn’t seem to bother you when you wanted a genetically pure specimen of the Elohim to save the Fae. You seemed happy enough to interfere with a Demon Lord then.”

“That was different,” said Sophia, experimentally trying a light switch that failed to make any difference to the gloom. “We had a common goal then. We wanted the child and he wanted the rebirth of the goblin race and a new queen to rule them. It’s not like there’s an operations manual like the one that came with the Bentley.”

Jasfoup nodded, a half smile on his face as he remembered. “Those were the days,” he said. “Adjust seat. Adjust mirrors. Have your coachman start the engine.”

“Whatever happened to it?”

“Frederick part-exchanged it for a VW Beetle. He got twice what you paid for it, too.”

“That was clever of him.”

“Not really. It was worth twice the cost of the Beetle.”

6 comments:

aims said...

Does she know what he did with the Beetle?

Leatherdykeuk said...

*laughs*
You know what happened to the Beetle!

stephanie @ wrighterly.com said...

That Beetle. Fred loved that thing.

Leatherdykeuk said...

He did, and apparently you can take it with you...

aims said...

I'm missing my Laverstone Tales!

Leatherdykeuk said...

Alas, sorry -- I'm trying to finish the current novel. LT will be back shortly!