Red Sonja Page #3

No.

We'll wait till they get a little closer.

Burkubane, the land of perpetual night.

Falkon, proclaim my arrival...

and the defiance of Queen Gedren.

Sound your trumpet.

Keep quiet...

at least till we find a way across.

Princes do not sneak in

on their enemies like thieves.

You don't know

much about princes, do you?

You wait here with the horses.

I want to test this bridge first.

Or whatever it is.

It looks safe enough.

We'll lead the horses across.

Now hear me, Gedren!

It is I, Prince Tarn of Hablok...

to revenge myself

on the tyrant of Burkubane.

Be quiet, you arrogant, ungrateful pup.

How dare you, woman?

I'll show you how I dare.

This should have been done long ago.

No. If you must hit someone, then hit me.

You're not worth the effort, boy.

Boy?

Yes, boy. You'll never be anything else...

till you learn gratitude

and self-sacrifice, like Falkon.

He's a real man.

She didn't mean it, my prince.

She doesn't know your fine qualities.

Take that, ruffian.

Take that, you ruffian.

Practicing, Highness?

I thought princes did everything so well,

they wouldn't need to.

I was disarmed by those ruffians

the other day.

I noticed. So? It needn't be fatal.

I am disarmed. Kill me. Come on.

Come on!

You're meant to be

using your sword. Remember?

Simple, isn't it?

But it's not in the rule book.

You see, fencing and fighting

are two different things.

You need to learn them both.

Will you teach me to fence and to fight?

If you please?

Spoken like a prince.

You were disarmed

because you hold the hilt too tight.

Grip gently. See?

Gently. I see. Like this?

Your Highness learns fast.

I think we'll continue

your fencing lessons another time.

We've an early start.

You are very beautiful.

When I am king of Hablok,

I shall have you at my court.

You will? My, the honor.

I may even make you my queen.

But I'm still young.

We shall have to see.

They will reach

the Ithian Cavern tomorrow.

We must force them to take shelter there.

The killing machine will do the rest.

Yes. They'll make fine fish food.

But not the girl.

I want that beauty here with me.

See to it that she is spared.

I'll do my best, my queen.

The machine is difficult to control.

One cannot guarantee

that something will not go wrong.

If it does, you will be its next victim.

The talisman, Ikol. We need a storm.

A little one.

We should be out in the storm.

Why? This is shelter, isn't it?

I haven't got time to shelter.

I've four days left to find the talisman.

Besides, something drove us in here...

every bit of the way.

I noticed it, but I'm not complaining.

Where's Tarn?

He promised not to wander.

Dry off, I'll go find him.

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