Coffee Break Read – A Political Wedding

Word had come that day. The truce was to become full peace and the Havuma Clan had agreed the terms.

There was not enough time to make the preparations, but when Snooji made her way to the door of the set, she realised that no preparations would have helped her anyway. The warrior guarding the door let her pass and then she stood with her Captain to meet the delegation.

The Lord of the Havuma’s was young – as young as herself, but then this war had taken many of the older warriors. His fur was sleek and his face striped with a beautiful symmetrical white.

“I, Jooku, Lord of the Havuma, come to fulfil the honour of my Clan and to bind the peace by marriage.”

Snooji stepped forward and held out her paws in the traditional gesture of peace and welcome, then moved them to her heart as the same tradition required.

“I, Snooji, Lady of the Yaruplo welcome you as my third husband.”

It was a slow way to expand her Empire, but it was proving remarkably effective.

E.M. Swift-Hook

Art by Robert Lee Beers

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