Fire And Ice Page #2

First, you shall rest. Then we will talk.

Poor, poor darling.

Did Great Otwa frighten you?

You mustn't be afraid.

He's as gentle as a child.

I saw him twist a chain apart

with his bare hands.

Yes, he is strong, my sweet.

But he means well, my darling.

He brought you to me, did he not?

I'm so tired.

Yes, my poor, poor darling.

Yes, you're so tired...

and so beautiful.

You must...

Tell me your secrets.

Nekron?

The girl is wanted by Nekron? The b*tch!

She brings danger into my house!

Perhaps I can turn this to my advantage.

Otwa, my son.

Go and bring the subhumans,

Nekron's dogs.

Tell them we have the girl that he wants.

Tell them he can have her, for a price.

Kill.

Get out of here.

- No.

- The hell you won't.

Go find the girl.

Enter, my son. It is not barred.

What's wrong with you?

Where are the dogs?

You would do this

Why do the living...

disturb the sleep of the dead?

I followed a trail. I seek a girl, Teegra.

A girl?

Yes. She did this to me.

She and Nekron.

Cursed Nekron.

Where can I find her?

- Why should I answer?

- For revenge against Nekron.

Nekron?

Akatar. They take her to Akatar.

And from there to the Icy King's realm.

Avenge me.

Avenge me!

Akatar.

Teegra!

My Prince, all is arranged.

I've hired a ship. It waits for us at the dock.

Nekron waits at Ice Peak.

Get the gangplanks aboard.

Move, you scum!

We must be well on our way before sunrise.

Why have you brought me this?

This is your bride, my son.

She will be mother to your sons.

How thoughtful, Mother.

I need no bride, and no sons.

- But you need heirs.

- I need nothing!

Nekron?

Nekron, you're a great power in the world.

You have all that any man ever wants

or needed.

And yet you despair.

For there is one thing you lack.

One gift that only you can bestow

between our people.

Peace.

This is the gift that heals the heart

of the giver.

Nekron, I extend my hand in friendship.

I offer peace between our people.

Will you not take my hand?

Will you not call me friend?

Woman...

I spit on peace.

I spit on you.

Next time you present me

with one of your little sluts, Mother dear...

I'll squash you like a bug.

Get that garbage out of here.

Don't look up.

We are riders of Fire Keep.

We pay no heed to such trash.

We have come, Lord Nekron,

to negotiate between our two peoples.

And the return to Fire Keep

of my sister, Teegra...

whom your warriors basely kidnapped.

My father, King Jarol, has empowered me...

to offer a peace between our kingdoms...

in exchange for his continued sovereignty...

and my sister's freedom.

It seems to me that my envoys made

a similar offer not long since...

and that it was spurned

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