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CanisRoyal 03Groomfight

MaryJaniceDavidson

GROOMFIGHT

Chapter 1

PrinceShakar was the queen's own child, which was why he missed all the excitement. Unlike his

brothers,Shakar could not get enough of his mother's world, and the only way to get there from the

SandLands was through stories.

As a child he had heard about The Hitchcock, The Chubby Checker, Chocolate Sodas, the Dirty

Stinking Commies, and the king of the land, Eisenhower. When Princess Lois came, she regaled him with

tales of Those Bastards in Payroll and the World Wide Web, marvelous updates to a world he had come

to love as much as his own.

In short, becauseShakar was his mother's son, he spent quite a bit of his time wishing he was somewhere

else.

Thus, hunting trips.He could never get to his mother's world by hunting, of course, but it helped to get

out of CastleRoyale for a fewsunrounds .

In fact, if he had not been his mother's son, he would not have missed the dark travelers and Anne's

great cleverness, her mating ceremony, his trip, the farm, theGroomfight , and Rica.

He owed his mother everything.

Chapter 2

He had almost caught up with the herd oftoans , and supposed it was time for the kill. Although he

doubted he would, in fact, cull; his father had taught him never to kill unless he was hungry. He was

tracking thetoans to keep in practice, and out of boredom.

He sniffed some offal, judging it to be from just that morn, and thought,HowI wish I were anywhere,

anywhere but here , and then fell.

This was startling, to put it mildly, and he instinctively shifted back to his two-legged form. He had fallen,

somehow,through the sand, and was surrounded by golden light, so bright it made his eyes water, and

he fell and fell, and thought,See now, you have your wish and are you not sorry ?

He landed with a tooth-rattling thud and knew no more.

He awoke and found himself looking up into a glorious face, a smilingkumkoss- colored beauty with the

biggest, darkest eyes he had ever seen.

"Wellhiya ," she said. "Are you okay?"

"Yes," he replied, dazzled.

"Are you sure? That was quite a fall. From the sky, if you don't mind my pointing that out."

"I am well."

"Glad to hear it, bud! You think you can sit up?"

"No." It occurred to him that his head was pillowed on her soft sweet lap, and he had no urge to move.

Ever.

"Okay, take your time, get your wind back." She brushed his hair out of his eyes, her full bosom actually

blocking the sun for a moment. "Ihaveta say, you gave me quite a shock! Not to mention you almost

landed on me."

"I ask forgiveness."

"Don't worry about it," she said cheerfully. "I have quick reflexes. And it livened up what was looking to

be a dull morning.D'youwant something cool to drink?"

He could have thirsted on her, gazed upon her forever, but after watching his brother woo Lois, knew

better than to blurt out such a thing. Although it was the tradition to explain openly about feelings the

moment they were discovered, it tended to startleEarthers .

"I am fine." And he was. Her oval face was framed by wings of dark hair streaked with silver, and she

had a small nose and chin, and the proud cheekbones of a queen. Her voice was low, almost throaty,

and her fingers as she stroked his forehead were cool.

"I'm FredericaCallanbra , but you can call me Rica."

"I amShakar , Prince of the S—"

"TheSandLands , right?"

"How did you know that?" he asked, so startled he sat up.

She was kneeling beside him, and he saw she was wearing shortclamdiggers , only to her knees, a plain

sky-colored work shirt, and nothing on her feet, which were dirty. It was quite a bit cooler there than his

home, he noticed, and there were a great many trees, casting shade over them. He could smell domestic

animals and vegetation. Quite a bit of it, more than he had ever smelled in one place at once.

Never mind sky-colored shirt, he thought, glancing up.The sky here is a different color. How

beautiful it is I

"My mother told me about theSandLands ," she explained, smoothing an errant strand of dark hair

behind her ear.

"My mother told me about here," he said excitedly. "Aboutclamdiggers and sodas and all the many

costumes you all wear. She came from here."

"Well, my mom came fromthere ." They sat in the dirt and smiled at each other."Prince, eh? You're a

long way from home."

"I am glad to be here," he said with perfect truth. In addition to trees as tall as the castle, there was a lush

green covering on the ground. "My mother was a good queen and a good mate but she did miss her

home. She told me about grass and oak trees and… farms?"

She gave him an odd look. "I work the land, sure. But I'm here by myself. If you're looking for a

settlement, the nearest one is a day's ride from here."

"I am not looking for a settlement."

"You seem to be feeling better. Want to come in for something to drink?"

"Yes, I would like that."

"Nice and easy," she replied, extending a hand to help him up, not that he needed assistance. And not

that he was about to refuse her touch. "You okay? You feel dizzy or anything?"

He did not know "dizzy" but forgot about it as he stood to his full height… and realized she was as tall as

he was. Such a thing had never happened to him before. The tallest woman at the palace had come up to

his throat. "You are large," he replied, very surprised, then flushed as blood surged to his face. Fool!A

terrible thing to say to a female. "I meant to say, you are very big. Ah…"

She laughed. And did not seem offended! "My dad was even bigger… a whole head taller than me. My

mom was the shrimp in the family. And may I say,that's quite a way with words you've got there."

He laughed, too, relieved and a little surprised at how quickly she put him at ease. Rica was quite a

woman.

Chapter 3

"This is very good," he said, draining his third cup. "What is it?"

"It's just milk from the animals. You probably saw them outside."

"And you are here all alone?"

"Yeppers.There was a—a plague, I guess you'd call it, and my folks got exposed when they were

getting supplies. We called it the Five-Minute Flu, because you had about five minutes to make your

peace and then you choked to death on your own snot." Rica said this to the amazing stranger with

perfect calm, though ten years later, the memory still hurt. No chance to say good-bye; the last thing

she'd said to her mother had been, "Don't forget to bring back sugar."

"By the time I came after them to see what was holding them up, everybody who was gonna catch it had

caught it, and… well. I figure being a hybrid helped me fight off the disease. I've never been sick a day in

my life." She sighed."Poor Mama and Dad."

The prince blinked at her. She had time to marvel at his eyes—she had never seen eyes the color of

grass before—when he asked, "You have stayed out here alone?"

"Well, there's work to be done. What was I going to do, abandon the family home to… what? Go find

strangers? And eventually, the town settled again. We're like theold Colonists, you know, the ones who

came toAmerica ? We get the shit kicked out of us, but we always bounce back. Besides," she added

matter-of-factly, "where was I going to go? I didn't have any—I mean, like I said,there's always work to

be done."

"You remind me a bit of my sibling-by-mating, Lois. She also is from here and—and is brave with her

words."

Rica laughed. She'd never heard it put so tactfully before. "Yeah, brave with my words,yeppers , that's

me. So, listen, how are we going to get you back?"

"Back?"

"Well, sure. Did a—I don't know, a spell or something—did that go wrong back home? Or do you have

machines that toss people all over the galaxy and one of those went wrong? How'd you end up here?"

"I do not know," PrinceShakar replied. He didn't look even a tiny bit troubled. "What matters is that I

am here now."

"Ooooookay."

"I must earn my keep," he told her earnestly. "I cannot lounge about your family home eating and

drinking. I must help you."

"Oh, uh, that's not really—I mean, you're a prince. You—"

"—must not let others take all the work on their own shoulders," he finished firmly.

"Well…" She was weakening. Although he was fascinating to look at and talk to—she hadn't seen skin

that color since her mother died—there was always work to be done. And he looked strong.A little on

the small side, but strong. "I guess there are a few things… if you don't mind…"

He set his cup down with a decisive thump. "I do not mind. Please show me what is to be done."

"If this was an eighties movie," she said, grinning, "there'dbe a musical montage of us working together

and bonding right about now."

"Beg pardon, what?"

"Never mind.Let's go, Prince."

"Shakar."

"PrinceShakar ."

"No, onlyShakar ."

"Gotcha."

"You arestrong ," she commented several hours later. "I've never seen anyone pick up a full-grown

barnyard animal before. I thought I was in pretty good shape, but you…"

"It seemed the best way to get her into the barren so she could be with her young one."

"Barn."

"Yes." He looked her over and she almost blushed—the expression in his eyes was admiring and even a

little—"You are strong also. Many of our females are strong, but I do not know if they could tend to a

holding this size on their own. Lois is not strong at all," he added thoughtfully, "but her courage makes up

for it."

She shut the gate and bound it closed with the thick rope. No roaming animals tonight, thank goodness!

"Yeah, I know how that goes… my mom was much stronger than my dad. It didn't bother him, though.

They used to tease each other about it. She'd pretend that the way to decide who would get a chore

would be to arm wrestle, and of course she would always win, and—"

"Arm wrestle?"

"Yeppers, it's when you—uh, here." She stepped closer to the gate. "Here. Put your arm up like this…

yeah, rest your elbow on the top… okay, and then I do like this… and now we—

owwwwwwwwwwww, stopsqueezing! That's not how you do this."

"I apologize," he said, his tanned face coloring to his eyebrows.

She pulled her hand out of his grip and inspected the mashed fingers. "Okay, new rule, no more asking

guys who fell out of the sky to arm wrestle. Lucky for you I'm—what do you call it—I can use both

hands just as well."

"Why would you not?" he asked.

"Oh, I guess everybody from theSandLands is—ambidextrous!Got it. I was afraid it would be on the tip

of my tongue all day."

"You had fear it wouldwhat ?"

"Never mind.Yeah, come to think of it, my mom could use either hand…" She shook herself. "Okay,

back to business. Nowcarefully wrap your fingers around mine… yes, like that… and now we each try

to push the other person's arm over.Get that other handdown , not like that, that's cheating."

"Many apologies."He was inspecting their joined hands with interest. "Now what do we do?"

"Okay, now… go!"

She strained and even grunted, and to her surprise his arm actually went over a couple of centimeters,

when she realized…

"How long should the game last?"

"Oh, for the love of… will you just push my arm over already?Ow !" She glared while he looked guilty.

"Fine, great, good work. Give me my handback, I want to make sure I still have five fingers."

He didn't give herher hand back. If anything, his grip tightened. "I should not play that game again," he

told her soberly. "I would never want to cause harm to your hand or—or any other place."

Uh?"Uh… that's okay,Shakar . It was just for fun." He looked so earnest, so sweet, so sexily sweaty (it

had been a long afternoon), she couldn't think of what to say. Was this real? Sure, she was a

homesteader, a colonist, and she was used to odd things happening, but they were usuallybad odd things.

Not godlike gorgeous fellow dropping from the sky and being sweet and helpful things.

"You know what?" she said at last, because he was entirely too close… kissing close, if that didn't sound

too absurd. "You want to cool off?"

He blinked. "Cool off?"

Chapter 4

"This… is…wonderful !" he bellowed as he launched himself from the old rope and landed with an

enormous splash in the middle of the largest outdoor bathing area he had ever seen.

She laughed as he paddled around her like a puppy, and splashed him when he got too near."Told you.

This is just the thing after working on the place all day."

"The water is so odd… it smells different."

"Well, I guess. You're not inKansas anymore, Dorothy."

"No, and I suppose the Lion and the Scarecrow are lingering nearby as well."

"I hope not. How'd you know—oh, your mama toldyou. "

"She told me many things." He dived under the cool water, which smelled a great deal like the grass,

peeped at her bare legs, then resurfaced. "She also mentioned Negroes. I think that is fascinating.

Everyone has the same-colored skin at home. It is quite dull."

"Oh, isthat what she mentioned." Rica laughed again.Shakar loved the sound. It was like the gurgling of

a child, innocent and sweet. "And catch up, fool, it's not Negroes. And it's not African-Americans

anymore, either.It's colonists.Smallc ."

"Smallc -letter," he repeated obediently. "I do not understand why others of your kind were cruel

because your skin was darker. I would like to have skin the color of akumkoss ," he added wistfully. "It

would make hunting much easier."

"No it wouldn't." She shook her head, and water droplets flew from her hair. "Your skin is the color of

the sand back home, right? You're perfectly evolved to hunt there. But as to understanding the whole

issue… you got a year or two for me to explain it to you?"

"A year?"

"Sunround," she corrected herself.

"Oh, yes! I have many of those."

She gave him another odd look. "Well, I was only kidding. That shit was a long time ago, excuse my

language, and it doesn't really matter anymore. We've been in the majority for a long time."

"So have I," he said cheerfully.

"I'll bet, Prince."

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CanisRoyal03GroomfightByMaryJaniceDavidsonGROOMFIGHTChapter1 PrinceShakarwasthequeen'sownchild,whichwaswhyhemissedalltheexcitement.Unlikehisbrothers,Shakarcouldnotgetenoughofhismother'sworld,andtheonlywaytogettherefromtheSandLandswasthroughstories.AsachildhehadheardaboutTheHitchcock,TheChubbyChecker...

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