Book-1 Tir novella - V. Speys 4 стр.


At the airport he was waiting for a different military honor guard and orchestra. The king stepped onto the red carpet spread on the tarmac. Accompanied by the same guard took a few steps toward the descending on the utility ladder gray-haired man dressed in a black suit and a white shirt with a black tie. The man came down with a big smile, moved to the king. When they approached each other and shook hands, the king said:

 Good to see you. Vic, what brings you to me?

 I, on behalf of his country, bleeding, welcome your people and wish prosperity and welfare.

 Thank you, Vic. On behalf of my people, I salute you.

 I have a very important visit, I was commissioned on behalf of the Organizing Committee for the Truce lead the Union to offer you a truce.

 What does that mean?

 In a word, we have decided to offer you clean up in the world and you have put forward a candidate for the leadership position of the Union Truce.

 So do not answer right away.  The king said thoughtfully.

 Laky, you take your time, think it over everything and give the answer later.

 Yes, yes, of course.  Agreed to the king and continued

 Stay with me, rest, and I think when I can Sway to give an answer.

 Thats good.  Posted by Vic.

All of a sudden burst of martial music. To high personages chased step approached the chief guard of honor. The report of it was brief. Ceremony of President Arkii Vick has begun

The visit of the President was coming to an end. It was the culmination of reception hosted in honor of Lakiems visitor. The reception took place in the great hall of the palace of gold, which usually gave the balls. Attending pre-sent invitations, on which approach was passed into a palace. With scattered, dazzled jewelry womens jewelry, he flashed, filling the festive excitement of the heart. Here in this moment to decide important questions of world politics. Moved billions of dollars of capital, went to the deaths of thousands of people have died in the mines hundreds of diamond miners, obeying fleetingly dropped word congregate on the lips of beautiful women, or a wave of a shaggy eyebrows one manager, who did not like the other, or the whim of the ladies who desire to look richer rivals. Reception usually ended ball. Young people danced, got acquainted, to conclude the deal. Particularly valuable was considered acquaintance for such reception. Friendship persisted for many years and no argument could not break the bonds pledged by the royal reception. The Parties recalled the fleeting moment of the meeting, and the quarrel is forgotten, went in the trash of the past, and the world is happy and glitter fresh as on that memorable evening. The ball was in full swing when Laky, dressed in a black business suit, approaching Vick said:  I ask you to come into my apartment.

Both went unnoticed in a corner of the hall door and found ourselves in the office carpet, which usually spoke the King, in the so-called lobby with the politicians of the world. Care was not seen. Friends and enemies of all stripes gathered in groups around the room, not paying no attention to the dancing couples, engaged in a discussion of the event.

Meanwhile, the King, pointing to the two chairs in the cozy green corner of the room, said:

 Please, dear Vic, sit down. I have considered your offer and I want to express to you my unofficial opinion.

 Im all ears.  Sitting down in a chair, replied Vic. Face

President acquired the concentrated expression. Crease on the forehead at the nose was deeply furrowed his eyebrows slightly, his eyes carefully watched the movements of the lips of the king.

Laky was sitting in a chair right, proudly, with dignity held head slightly turned to the guest. Left hand was lying on the rail seat, clenched into a fist.

 The recent events dictate their terms to me, and I have to listen to the voice of reason.  Started at length Monarch

 In other words, we agree to negotiate the guide Union Armistice.

 This noble mission. Your Majesty, it fell to you, as a wise and intelligent leader who was able to transform itself from a pack of fighting defenseless kitten into a menacing lion. Believe me, the government in the hope of beholding you. From his bombastic words Lakiya eyebrows climbed up, strong-willed fold near the nose smoothed out, the person has acquired the smug

expression.

 Well, I can say that their policy does not coincide with the interests of the people. From this devastation, famine, poverty and unrest.

The soldiers themselves rather agree among themselves than their government.

 Yes, yes.  Vic nods his head in agreement.

 Ill let you know more about the date of the formal negotiations.  Lift up the King made it clear that the conversation was over. From quiet office they hit the sea sounds. The orchestra played the old waltz. Young people continued to dance. Respectable men and grandiloquent ladies strolled the walls, talking in a low voice. The room was stuffy.

Chapter 4

Since the visit of the President Arkii in Lakiyu went pretty a lot of time if you count the months, they will be typed exactly three with small. The king of all time was restless, thinking about each step, and by the end of that period he was ready for Action, with the content of which he was in a hurry familiarize Vick, and through him, and the other members of the Organizing Committee of the Union of the Armistice. Given the critical importance of the document, including the fact the future of the power of the state, its royal family, Laky decided to send a message to Vick his only son. Laky expecting him in his office, sitting at your desk, for the umpteenth time browsing the content of written material. The office door finally opened, and in walked a tall bodyguard marching in the form of black cloth sewn into a suit, a black beret, shoes and a belt, which was hanging on the right holster beamer.

 Your Highness, the Prince of Lakiya!  He boomed.

 Call! For bodyguard closed the door to re-open and let the high and slender young man in the uniform of an officer of honor. Vibrant, smart, steel-gray eyes stopped on the monarch.

Why called the father?  Confident baritone filled the room.

 Son, life gives us something that conquerors sought of all ages and defeated, because the world cannot win.

 Father, its quite extensively, and it seems to me, is far from todays problems.

 Youre wrong. Tir, visit Vic predestined our future.

 Thats why you have humiliated dignity of the royal family and

personally met him.

 You are young, my son, and hot in the judgment, but the future belongs to you. And if you do not take care of him now, much as may be lost.

 Father, what should I do?

 There, behind the door, youll get a loyal person to me.

 What is this guard?  Asked with a grimace of disgust Prince, but seeing displeasure at the kings face, he hastened to add:  However, he smelled of expensive toilet water.

 I would say so cautioned about strong men. Now them not so much.

 Well, to me they do not need.  Prince replied smugly.

 Son, youre hot. At your age should not waste words the wind.

 Im sorry, Father.  Respectfully bowed, said Tir. He respect for his father and was proud of him no less than the people of Lakiya.

 Well, enough. So, youll get a Dumar is my lieutenant personal protection.

 You are young, my son, and hot in the judgment, but the future belongs to you. And if you do not take care of him now, much as may be lost.

 Father, what should I do?

 There, behind the door, youll get a loyal person to me.

 What is this guard?  Asked with a grimace of disgust Prince, but seeing displeasure at the kings face, he hastened to add:  However, he smelled of expensive toilet water.

 I would say so cautioned about strong men. Now them not so much.

 Well, to me they do not need.  Prince replied smugly.

 Son, youre hot. At your age should not waste words the wind.

 Im sorry, Father.  Respectfully bowed, said Tir. He respect for his father and was proud of him no less than the people of Lakiya.

 Well, enough. So, youll get a Dumar is my lieutenant personal protection.

 I have had time to notice.

 Please, listen to the end!  Patiently persuaded his father.

 Yes, Father.  Prince stood, ready to listen.

 Dumar will take you to the airport. Theres a plane waiting for you fully fueled. Flight in this Arkiyu never published, and Its nothing nobody knows. So you try not to be seen either here or in Arkii.  Laky made emphasis on the last word, putting a deep sense of their significance. Tir knowing look made it clear to his father that he will fulfill all. The monarch went on:

 Handing Vick this message. You will wait response and instantly back.

 Yes, Father, I will do as you command.

 At the port you will meet Dumar and deliver me. Well, now come on.

Prince approached the edge of the table. Laky quickly traced something on a blank piece of paper. Tir read carefully, and then pulled centered view of the written and looked into the eyes monarch. They looked at each other, and in the view of each displayed boundless love, father and sons cautionary grateful. After that, the monarch gave him a bundle of papers tied with red twine bound huge printing. Prince took over the desk airtight capsule to deliver pneumatic tube and put back the package.

 Well, with God! As our ancestors.  Instruct Laky it.

 With God, Father!  Prince bowed, clicking his heels, turned on his heel and walked out of the office. Soon the gates of the palace went black armored limousine. The policeman on duty at the crossroads recognized in him a government car and distilled in hand cars and trucks. Those respectfully conceded the roadway rushing at breakneck speed, the armored car. Prince Lakiya liked to drive fast. Motor hummed softly. Behind the wheel, focusing on the road, sitting Dumar. Near the front Captain form a guard of honor sat Tir. Prince turned his head to the lieutenant carefully examined him speculatively, then asked:  What a strange name Dumar, where did you get it?  Mocking notes in the voice of a young captain seemed to be infuriated simple

Soldier. But the lieutenant was calm. Deadpan voice, he boomed:  It is an ancient word, symbol. In the transition from an old Fatani it sounds like a wise man, wise.

 What you are fond of the old days?

 What makes you think, Captain?  A question with a question boldly replied the lieutenant. Such treatment has enraged the young heir See, steel-gray eyes flashed lightning, but an act of will

Prince kept his anger. Only a contemptuous grimace of displeasure pursed his lips, but his thick black eyebrows climbed up and froze in place, turning the face into a mask of arrogance. He reluctantly turned away with dignity and with feigned curiosity watched the flickering of the glass windows. After thirty minutes they left the wide road leading to the airport

 He does not have to fly!  Words like hot iron penetrated the ears, hissing dug in mind the listener.

 Mr. Advisor, and we are justified?  A pleasant baritone asked tall lean man wearing the captain of the palace guard, his red beret pulled off his forehead, and out of the impending

edges looked huge black eye to the hunched figure of the kings vizier. Little mouse eyes, hooked over a huge nose and short arms with sleek white fingers, made him look like a huge rat, fumbling among the scattered business papers in a mess on the desktop. The similarity is complemented brown suit, who was dressed in a counselor, but gloom that prevailed in his office.

 Renee!  Crackling voice shouted in space adviser. Immediately opened front door of the office, and on the threshold appeared a servant in a long crimson livery and white gloves.

 Anything, Sir?  Insinuating voice like the rustling of leaves outside the window and asked the newcomer.

 Let the Tir.

Counselor filed keys. Footman went to the side door in the back office and rattling keys, unlocked the door. Through the open door came a young captain in dress uniform of honor. Middle of the room captain leaned forward, depicting on the face of extreme surprise.

 You, Tir? He exclaimed.

 Yes!  Calmly replied.  And please call me Prince Lakiya!

 Well, Ort? Exulted Advisor.

 But you have to be at the airport?

A striking resemblance to Tir introduced Orth confusion.

 And were going there now.

With that double looked expectantly at the vizier.

 Ort!  He turned to the captain!  Take him to a military airfield and send Arkiyu s. That aircraft, which through Twenty minutes will fly out of the airport, there should not fly.

 And what about   Began Orth was in disarray. But the Counselor

interrupted:

 I do not like to repeat!

 Yes!  Orth clicked his heels, straightening up on the rack Attention.

 And you!  He said the false prince!  Follow him!  Nod head to turn on Orth.

 Got it will.

Self-assured tone faux-Tyr captain added confidence. He is firm steps toward the door.

When the door closed behind them, Counselor Renee beckoned closer to the table:

 Take these papers here. Here is what you should see in print in the event of failure of the operation.

 All done, Sir, how do you want!  Renee replied, a little bowing, and slipped out the door with documents in hand.

Chapter 5

Through the darkness of unconsciousness could hear the rustling slightly audible, but the howling of the wind, as if in early childhood, when, clinging to a warm fire, sat a small Tir, and the window was howling and throwing scraps of roofing hurricane. For a moment, Tir thought he was lying on the carpet in a hot fire in the palace. And there, at the bottom of the window, splashing cool water, squelching of marble edge of the pool. From these sounds and the howling of the wind in the chimney flue quietened heart so much that he even pain, spill hot war in my head, did not cause the desire to open his eyes. This pain with each heart beat insistently reminded something significant had happened to him. Finally swoon over. Tir remembered and emerged near his vehicle warplane unmarked suddenly fired on him. And it lightning fast, without waiting for the outcome ejected. From this lost consciousness, but instinctively, perhaps some subconscious feeling, caught a blast of his plane. And just down from the heights, under the cloth saving parachute recovered. He is remembered as a landed. How, shot down his opponent, met landed Tir humiliating smile the winner. He remembered how he rushed to his executioner with a passionate desire for revenge. As the enemy struck with lightning speed to clear the exhaust and intake automatism desert sand became Tir soft carpet. Pilot somewhere disappeared and only the memory of what had happened, gave herself a pain in the head unfortunate prince.

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