The Violet Flamberge

The Infern Flamberge: Chapter 2

A/N: I have a few chapters of this written, I have some help with proofreading. I am very busy here lately. I've just signed to get my first house, so I'm very excited for that. I've been working a lot of overtime to afford getting the downpayment and other stuff for the house. I haven't had much time for writing or editing that I would like, but hopefully when I get moved into the house I can set up an office and continue writing. Hopefully I can move towards my dream of publication. Currently, I am reading through my novel "Undiscvoered Origins" and have found a local editor to help me out. It will still cost me, but it will be significantly less than other editors. For the entire novel she will charge me $700. I still don't have it, and am hoping to make payment plans with her. Donations are always accepted :P. I hope to put that up on Amazon as a self-published e-book if I cannot find an agent to it very soon. That way I can have something up and for sale to grow my popularity. After that I plan to read through and have my novella "The Chronicles of Starlyn" edited next.

Also, the proofreader for this chapter has changed my race of Keshlars to Kheshlars. I do not know if this were an accident or if he preferred the name. I will take votes from my fans. Which version do you like better? Please read, vote, and comment below! Thanks to all my fans, I love you.

Chapter 2:

            Three small candles sat in the center of the oval table, their small light barley able to illuminate the faces of the seven women that sat around it. Arria sat at the table’s head as she studied each of the women. These were women she could respect and admire. They were only human, but they were sick of being treated as lesser beings, and they created a colony completely ran by women. Usually women weren’t so open about such affairs and preferred to use cunning to rise to the top without men being the wiser, but this was new.

            Arria liked it. She could use it. Their ambition to govern society could work in her advantage for absolute power over Calthoria. She had to be careful since these were women rather than men. Most men were dim witted, especially the leaders, but women - - women are devious. Although, since they were in a primarily female society, many were fond of women much more than men. Arria already saw the looks a few of them gave her, and she hoped to use that to her advantage.

            “I am so very glad all of you could make it. I would of hated to murder one of you my first week here for not showing up,” Arria smiled.

            A few of the women looked outraged but were nudged by the others. Arria made a mental note of those few to teach a lesson to later. She cracked her knuckles and lay them on the table, her hands blended in to the charcoal hued table.

            “We do not need to make this difficult. We are striving for the same purpose. Together we can reach this goal. Together we can usurp all leaders in Calthoria, and women can finally govern. This land would be the better for it.”

            “And what would you ask in return, mistress?” Raven asked.

            Arria grinned, “Sudegam.”

            “Sudegam?” Raven asked.

            “Yes, the Kheshlarn capital. It will be mine,” Arria whispered.

            “Now wait just a minute,” Divinity said, “We need the Kheshlar’s, we can make stronger heirs through their bloodline. It is a shame the last escaped.”

            “Last?” Arria asked.

            “Yes mistress,” Raven answered, “We held one prisoner and planned on reproducing her for our next generation.”