All Chapters of Dark Goddess: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

It had a very large stone, the size of a phalanx, black and streaked with golden, diffuse veins. “That,” Elri explained, “is a key ring. He gave me access to a small spaceship. ” “ Oh, we have a spaceship? ” “ No, the ship is long gone. But the ring also opens a really, really big palace! ” “ It's actually more of a castle, ”corrected Tjonre, who choked Gjefren's legs around his neck so that his face was already blushing. Thamga had never seen a palace, nor a castle, and neither had Gjefren. But they knew that both were very large buildings. "And where is the palace?" Thamga wanted to know. “In the Black Mountains on a wooded plateau,” Elri explained to her daughter, “near an inland sea. Eerie, iron giants used to live there. But Papa and I drove them away . ” “ Actually, Mama was all alone. ”Tjonre didn't want the laurels that didn't deserve him. “And now,” Elri continued, “the castle is standing completely deserted, waiting for someone to come with the key ring to let him in.”

The thought of waking up struck her as threatening, because she suspected that she would not wake up from, but into a nightmare, even before she could recall the reason for this suspicion. But the dull, throbbing pain in her left arm helped her remember. Your father was dead! Murdered in such a horrific way that the day before she could not have imagined that something so terrible could ever happen. She tried to straighten up a bit, but the stabbing pain in her arm quickly convinced her that she couldn't. And yet: there was nothing else to do, because she was responsible for the child, the slave girl. Her eyes widened out of concern for the little one. It was not far from her in the grass, lit by the low-lying sun. She was breathing evenly, her eyes with the finely drawn lashes were closed, her features relaxed. There was nothing to indicate the horrific experiences that the little creature had to endure. The days of slavery, hunger, thirst and exhaustion, the attempte

They had decided to go swimming, on the one hand because the weather was fantastic - the weather on Wägan was actually almost always wonderful, apart from the occasional storms and frequent thunderstorms - and on the other hand because there were no fantastic sights on the planet to look at Tourists from the outside world should definitely show. The sunsets were the most beautiful thing you could see, the chants of the sirens the most impressive thing you could hear here. Tjonre had lent Sarpedon one of his bathing trunks, Elri wore a sky-blue bikini - that is, turquoise - pretty splashes of color on her slim but not flawless body. The dancing colored lights in her hair did one more thing to draw Tjonre's attention to her. She had turned to Sarpedon and brushed most of the hair forward so that Tjonre could still admire her back. Then, as so often, he felt that painful, oppressive feeling, as if his heart was trapped in a steel clamp, as if a weight were compressing his

"She brought many warriors with her," sobbed Liara, "a lot more than the Shwakara have." Athaly was now also worried, but refused to panic; she couldn't afford that because she had to protect Liara, her sister and her mother."Stay here," she said very gently, "I'll talk to her."Athaly freed herself from her blanket, put on her simple, gray dress, wrapped her heart in a cloth, and stopped listening to her younger friend's whimpering left the tent. Then she walked towards the rising sun through the camp that was her home. She felt unreal because she was walking towards a very real danger, like an insect taking refuge in a scorpion's open claws.By the time they reached the gawkers' wall, the troops were very close to the settlement. The warriors looked menacing in their black armor and the standard-bearer held the huge black scorpion against a red background in such a way that it looked intimidating. The men carried elongated shields in their left and massive lance

Shall we take her with us? What do you mean, guardian? Will that be necessary? ”Athaly quickly shook her head. She was afraid, not for herself, but for her sister. “So tell me: what do I have to do to look young again? As young as you? ”Athaly's resistance was broken. In a trembling voice she explained what was no secret in her eyes anyway. “Put the heart to yours every night for a month. That's enough. "Then she added," The Shwakara will accommodate you for so long. But we can't entertain your men, we don't have that much food. It will be for the best, you send them back. ”The woman who called herself Salomene laughed again. For the frequency of her laughs, she had to be a very humorous person. 'It's just strange,' thought Athaly, 'that I don't have that impression at all.'“Oh no!” Said Salomene mockingly in a high-pitched voice, “the heart of Galahar comes with me. And you as his guardian will accompany me! ”“ Mistress ”, Athaly tried to change her mind