YANORA: Ipola? What is it?

IPOLA: Tethik’s finally got there, Yanora.

YANORA: I see. Best finish dressing, then. Don’t want to scandalize the children.
Ah, Gudik, my little cherub.

GUDIK: Mother.

YANORA: My how sour you look, sweeting. What, siege engines not up to snuff? I do wish you’d listened to Mummy about that.

YANORA: (Sees Thann) Oh, and just *look* who’s here. So this is the one they chose to murder Gudik?

IPOLA: Indeed, I wonder whose idea it was?

YANORA: How very ironic.

THANN: What does that mean? How do you know who I am?

YANORA: (dismissively) The same way I know a great many things, lamb. But never mind.

GUDIK: Will someone tell me what this whole shit show is about? What’s so important that all three of you have to come here, interrupt my perfectly enjoyable little war -

THERIK: “Holy crusade,” your Majesty …

GUDIK: Damn right! It’s a goddamn holy war with the blessing of the goddamn church! And I need to be getting on with it, so what is this magickal hernia for?

Next RegularUpdate on Wednesday – But …

Sorry kids.  I am working on a largish crowd scene for page 1052.  It will probably not be ready until tomorrow at earliest. However, for my Patreon patrons, there is a scene with our lovers that takes care of one of my little loose threads.  Alas, I got tired of being clever so there’s no attempt to hide their nudity, so I had to put it on the Patreon site.  Don’t worry, though.  It’s not necessary to enjoy the next regular page. But it’s just one of the things I add every week to reward those who help Zona out. 🙂 Enjoy!   Warmest regards, JED