Hostage Rescue Princess Rescue 2 is publishing now!

So, I published PRI 2:

No happily ever after…

  Tech billionaire Eugene Ryans did the impossible; he tamed a wormhole on Earth and stepped through it into a new world. Leading a joint team of civilians and military personnel, they found themselves on the run from a Viking army almost from day 1.  Together they braved alien flora and fauna while rescuing 2 princesses repeatedly. The only way home was for the Terrans to help the embattled princesses.

   Once the war was won Eugene and some of the civilians decided to remain behind while the remaining Terran survivors returned to Earth. Eugene and the others were bent on bringing modern technology, including modern medicine to the medieval culture in the hopes of bettering all and putting an end to the cycles of war, famine, and disease.

  With Deidra wed to Eugene, her younger sister Zara was sent north to the conquered Viking kingdom of Duluth as regent. But Zara found far more than she bargained for, a broken kingdom, destitute by the war without leadership or hope. But she hadn't come all that way for nothing. But stubbornness won't win every battle…

And it is already live!

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B081TKZB34

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Princess Rescue Inc 2 Snippet 3

Okay, I've been tied up with family and craft projects the past several days. No excuse for not posting snippets I know, but it was a distraction.

Goodlifeguide.com just got the manuscript back to me, 9 days early. So, I'm going to start the publishing process in a few moments. It should go live this afternoon or evening depending on the vendor. :)

Anyway, here is the last snippet:

 

Chapter 2

In the morning just after breakfast, Princess Zara was called out to a local emergency. She decided to go despite the worry of her guards. The guard captain Princeps Augustus Devitis insisted on going with her.

They disdained the normal beasts to take a set of branacks they'd brought with them. The six-limbed beasts had recovered from the long journey and seemed eager to get out of the smelly barn. They danced about on their rear feet, pawing the air with their other limbs until they settled down.

Dominus Siegfried took a lance with him along with his rifle. Zara kept her revolver in her shoulder holster.

They were joined by several of the people who had come with them on the march north. Brynhild, one of the shield maidens, insisted on coming with them.

They rode with the princess at the center of their ranks. She nodded politely to people along the way. She was still getting cold or concerned looks in passing. She tried to keep her responses warm but it was hard.

When they arrived at the edge of the farm, they saw a herd of Toucan Giraffe grazing in an orchard. Farmers came out waving poles, rakes, beating on pots, and waving weapons in order to drive them off. Most of the farmers were kids; they were too small to wave the implements and looked absurd.

The animals flick their ears to show they are aware of the humans but did not react until the humans approached within striking distance. When they got within a few paces, they used their long legs to gallop off and then resumed feeding.

"I don't know why they bother; the beasts eat the fruit from the top of the tree that they can't reach anyway," Dominus Wesdt said in disgust as he moved forward to join them.

The princess turned to the surly viscount with a curious look and then went back to watching the show. After a moment, she pulled out a small pair of binoculars and put them to her eyes to see better.

"Now that is an interesting device. A far seeing one?" Siegfried asked.

"Yes." She watched the farmers herd the animals off and then regroup. The herd did so as well, stubbornly unwilling to go far.

"They need Garmr to drive them off," Siegfried said thoughtfully. "But they have to be fed and trained right. Many were used for food during the hard winter."

"Yes, or they need something better and not so much of an investment," the princess stated. "Maybe build a fence?"

"A fence takes time and they can step over it," Siegfried said in amusement. He was surprised she was thinking things out and asking questions rather than just dictating to them. It was refreshing and not expected. "The higher you build it, the deeper the footings need to be. They can knock them over."

"Ah. So what does work other than animals?" Zara asked, lowering the binoculars.

Siegfried wished she would offer them to him but held his tongue on that matter. Instead, he focused on her question.

"Generally, I've heard good things about thorn bushes. Tall ones around the perimeter would keep them at bay or thorny vines on the fence. They tend to avoid them though they will go after the flowers and fruit with their long tongues," he said thoughtfully. He was surprised by her question.

"The herd needs to be culled," the berger, the local mayor said, coming up behind them. They turned to him. "They are not afraid of people anymore. We need to make them fear us again."

"I noticed no one used fire to drive them off? Torches? Most animals fear it, even the smell of fire," the princess said, making the statement more of a question.

"Yes, Your Majesty. Fire can burn the crops and hurt the farmers as much as the animals," Siegfried replied patiently. He'd come to realize that the princess genuinely wanted to know things. She was strange in that she didn't mind expressing her ignorance and inviting someone's opinion or an explanation.

"And there they go to the watering hole," the berger said with a sigh. "They'll drive off the Audumla and other beasts the farmers have until they have their fill," he said in an aggrieved tone of voice.

Zara turned and brought the glasses up for a look. She could just make out the intruding herd at the watering hole. Several stood watch while others would bend to sip at the water. The ones sipping would splay their legs apart awkwardly. They seemed rather vulnerable in that position.

One had a tongue darting in and out to lap at the water. Another was bolder, taking gulps of water and lifting the head up to swallow.

"They'll want permission to hunt them," Wesdt said. "Usually the lords did it but only when other animals were not available." The berger nodded grimly.

"Why?" Zara asked, expressing her ignorance. The berger looked surprise.

Siegfried coughed into his hand and then decided it was up to him to explain. "The beasts taste terrible. Their hides do not tan easily or well. Even some of the animals won't eat the meat," he explained. "They'll kill them and leave the carcass which will draw in predators which will cause more problems."

Zara frowned. She could see how they were all leg. Still, just about any animal could be fed to the beasts like Garmr and Titans.

If they turned their noses up to them, then they must taste truly terrible. She reminded herself to never eat an offering of their meat. It was saying something that the Duluthians refused to eat them, even in a stew after the hard winter they'd just endured.

"They are useless, pests," the berger said as Zara offered her binoculars to Siegfried. He took them in gratitude and carefully raised them to his eyes to see. "They should be irradiated," he muttered darkly.

Zara considered that statement and decided it might be a teachable moment. "I have spent a lot of time with the Terrans, looking at how they view Midgard. They see us as stewards of the land and beasts, as guardians to reign in our excess and keep things in balance. If we err, we need to correct it. By slaughtering an animal, we might cause more harm long term." She briefly remembered how they had sent out hunting parties that had brought in a number of beasts. That might have opened up the territory to the long necks.

"How so?" Siegfried asked curiously. Two beasts began to spar by swinging their heads at each other and kicking at each other. It was fascinating to see them up close, as if they were so close he could touch them.

"They say that if you take away an animal it can upset the balance. For instance, what these animals eat in nature might suddenly grow out of control or the predators that eat them will have less to eat and may become a problem, preying on the farm animals," Zara explained.

The viscount nodded. "True," he said grudgingly.

"Very true," the berger said with a shiver.

"What if all the hunting we did over the winter allowed them to come here? And it deprived the basilisk in the area of their natural prey." The men looked suddenly grim. "If the basilisk go hungry, it won't be for long."

"They would come and prey upon the farm beasts," Augustus said, indicating the farm, "or people."

"Correct."

"They are already a problem. The waters have been bad. Drought in some areas has hurt us and apparently driven off some of the beasts. Which means more of them come looking for food out of the wood," Wesdt admitted.

"Ah. See what I mean about balance?" Zara asked.

"Then what do you propose, milady?" Augustus asked.

"I'm not sure. We need to know more," Zara said cautiously.

"Well, Princess, it goes to show, the Terrans don't know everything," Wesdt said caustically before stalking off. The berger followed.

Zara watched him ride off with a frown.

"Problem?" Augustus asked.

"He's still adjusting," Siegfried said as he reluctantly handed the device back.

Zara smiled slightly in thanks as she put the binoculars away in her carrying case.

"Funny, a bit of glass and tubes to be able to make you see further," he said. "Why didn't someone here think of that?"

She nodded. "We had someone in the capital working on them apparently. I didn't know." She shrugged. "Theirs are crude in comparison, though they have gotten better."

"Oh?"

"They used them to see the stars," she said, pointing to the sky.

He looked up and then back down to her. "Interesting. Why?"

"To study them for our calendar. And to predict the weather," Zara explained. "They believed that some things were written in the stars."

"Ah."

"Apparently," she hefted the case with the device within, "they can make a single tube version or others. The Terrans used the same concept to create a device to see tiny things too," she explained.

"Tiny things?" he asked, wrinkling his nose. "Why?"

She smirked. "Ever try to thread a needle?" she asked.

He stared at her for a moment and then smiled. "I've heard a few people complain a time or two," he admitted.

She nodded. "Things like that and also to see other work that needs to be done. To pull a splinter for instance." He grimaced. "Or to read fine print in an old book," she said. He nodded. "Their medicus can use a thing called a microscope to look at samples to see what is wrong with a person, beast, or plant and then recommend a potion to fix the problem."

"Ah, very nice." He nodded at that idea.

She reminded herself that medicus were not well received in some places. The Imperium had learned to treasure them after several plagues, but that didn't mean they had been a well-paid profession. That was changing though.

She intended to make the same changes in Duluth, whether the natives liked it or not. Too many people died when it could be easily avoided.

"They also have things to help people see better," she said. He blinked. "They wear them in a frame around their eyes." She used her fingers to outline the shape, going over her ears. "The glass lenses bring the world back into focus. They were working on making them for people when I left."

He suddenly had a vision of his aunt who had trouble seeing. "Handy indeed," he murmured with a nod.

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Princess Rescue Inc 2 snippet 2

Sitrep: I had Goodlifeguide.com make some of the corrections Amazon was nagging me about in the original PRI 1. The new manuscripts have been uploaded. Don't go into a tizzy, they were minor typos.

In other news, I'm bouncing around projects (and dad who, since he's retired is constantly under foot) ...and slowly getting ready for the holidays. Oh, and working on my droid. :)

The betas are hip deep into The Calm Before the Storm. We'll see how it goes. :)

On to the snippet!

Still in chapter 1:

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Hakon Earling grimaced as he ran the angles. He had been sent to the capital by a wealthy client but could not fulfill the job. It was oh so simple in theory but very much complex when he tried to execute it. Too complex for his tastes at the moment.

Simply put he couldn't get a shot at the princess, she had too many guards or kept too far away from areas he had set up to target her. He couldn't get into the castle, so he was stuck outside playing the patient hunter.

Eventually he knew the imperials would lower their guard in some way. But not yet. Not for a while at least.

That was fine; he was being paid a stipend until the job was complete. The prices of food and lodging were spiking but he could camp out in an abandoned building and he had no problem robbing others to supplement his income.

His time would come.

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Among her many duties, Agnes, the lead Lady in Waiting of the princess oversaw some of the women and children spinning wool to make thread in the castle. They stayed together near enough the fire to enjoy its warmth. She had been surprised by the supply of wool.

The northerners had wool animals that they sheered for their hair and milked for dairy. Some of it was incredibly soft and highly desired in the Imperium. Some of the beasts were occasionally slaughtered for meat. There were a variety of cheeses in Duluth, she knew that much. They were big on cheese and beer. The cheese as also highly prized in the Imperium.

She had once seen an animal shorn. The rusticus workers used giant scissori which they had to sharpen periodically. Some used a single flat blade to do the job, but it was messy and not a good shave.

She made a note to look into that technology later. She knew that the Terran master smith Max had talked about electric clippers and such. Well, Duluth needed them more since they were more reliant on wool than in the Imperium.

She needed more hands though, especially with Euphrosyne immured in their rooms with one ailment or another. She knew the woman was malingering and wished she'd gone with back to the Imperium with the convoy. She hadn't though, so she was stuck here for the winter.

She let out a suffering sigh. Heads turned to her. "Not you," she said, rising and adjusting her skirts. "Carry on," she murmured as she made her exit.

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Princeps Augustus Devitus had used Duluth recruits from the convoy and recruits from the castle and surrounding area to restore order to the capital. The capital sheriff was still in the precinct, he had refused to leave though he had sent his family away.

After much consulting with the Princess Augustus agreed to establish a larger police force in the capital and to loan some of the troops to do patrols. They were outfitted with badges and truncheons for the moment. A few had blades. He turned a blind eye to those.

He wasn't impressed with the design of the castle. He wanted to make changes but those would have to wait. It was half the size of the castle in the Imperium capital but with a thicker outer wall and more buildings in the courtyard. His men had a barracks made of stone and a thatched high pitched roof in the courtyard.

One corner of the castle had been designated for the princess and her retainers, as well as some of the higher ranked guests. The staff was concentrating half of their work there and in the kitchens.

Of the group of prisoners, several had died, many from their wounds despite Eudoxia's ministrations. They were the last to receive the Medicus care for a reason and he felt no pity for them. But when four died under mysterious circumstances that bothered him. He wanted to press them for answers on who had hired them but it seemed most were ignorant backwoods fools. They had only known of the aging knight, the late Petersen. No other leaders had emerged in the ambush plot.

Well, they could rot in the dungeon until they loosened their tongues some more then.

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With Agnes running part of her duties with the stewards in the castle, and Euphrosyne immured in their quarters complaining of one ailment or another, it left Zara a bit short. The red haired girl she had hired, Freydis spent a bit too much time with her lover to the point where she turned up pregnant. The locals hand fasted the couple on the third hafta of their time in the castle. It was a brief happy point in their time before they threw themselves back into the work.

Agnes chose and hired another lady in waiting as an attendant. This one, Emma was a teenager only slightly younger than the princess whose family had died before the war and her intended had died in the war. Her intended's family had fled the capital, only she had remained. She had proven she was a woman of some sophistication and education though, able to read, write, and do simple math. She also had spirit and fire to go with her deportment so the princess took an instant liking to her. She also sympathized with her but the young woman was a bit stiff over that.

When she had time, Zara worked with her ladies. They strategized from time to time. Most of the time she scandalized the natives by helping out with the drudge work and insisting on teaching classes of Yoga, self-defense, along with science, reading, technology, medicine, and other things. Want them to be well rounded, with the hopes that they pass on what they learned to others eventually.

The ladies found that the exercise did have a small benefit, it burned calories and it warmed their muscles up. Sitting for long periods made them feel terribly cold.

Despite her spirit the girl Emma kept mostly to herself though she was quite good at listening. Sometimes she would go unnoticed as others conversed. She rarely smiled. She did help out the kitchen staff however, and she knew enough of the capital to feel safe enough to go out on errands without a guard.

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