Part 33 (2/2)
Stern glared angrily at the warden.
”You will go back to your place,” he ordered. ”Do not attempt to interfere again.”
Incredulously, he watched as the warden shook his head.
”Sorry, fellow,” he heard the man say, ”but that doesn't work on me.
And it won't work on Pete--not again. Now suppose we do this thing right.”
Stern examined the man more closely.
He was larger than the Waern boy, and more strongly built. But he was very little older--and definitely no giant. He was at least fifteen centimeters shorter than Stern himself, and much lighter. Looked, Stern decided, like a galactic. He felt a surge of hatred.
No little man could dare defy him!
He tilted his head a little and looked downward into the warden's eyes.
”Your duties are to protect the person of this boy, so long as he is a legitimate claimant for the throne,” he said contemptuously, ”not to advise him. Your presence here is merely required by tradition, not by real need.”
He smiled coldly. ”And, since his claim is obviously nonexistent, you have no standing here. Leave this palace at once!” He pointed imperiously at the door, then turned his attention to Pete again.
”You will write as I told you. Now!”
”Ignore him, Pete.” The warden raised his weapon a little.
”Name's Michaels,” he told Stern conversationally. ”Donald Michaels.
You've met my father already.” He moved the long weapon again.
”You sent some of your people up to our place a while ago. I destroyed them with this.” He jerked his head downward at the barrel of the weapon.
”Brought it along with me when I came down here. It's quite capable of taking you apart, I a.s.sure you.” He moved a hand on the stock.
”And if you attempt any more of that unlawful coercion,” he added, ”that's just what will happen. I'll protect my claimant, you see.”
He tilted his head, to indicate the other clan wardens.
”These men know what is supposed to be done here as well as you and I,”
he added. ”We all know this is a purely formal meeting. The validity of these doc.u.ments has already been determined.”
”As Prime Minister, I----”
”It is no part of your duty here to rule on the validity of any doc.u.ment,” Michaels interrupted. ”And it certainly isn't proper to attempt in any manner to persuade a claimant to abandon his claim. Not here. These things are proper only before the full conclave.”
”Are you trying to tell me my duties?” Stern looked incredulous. This was not going well at all!
”I am doing just that,” Don told him evenly. ”Apparently someone has to.” He glanced around the room.
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