III
There is a War Room. Checkered titles line the floor. There
is a single chair. Eqquleus and his wife Andromeda are walking side by side among
the armor bolted side by side on the walls.
Eqquleus- The Prince
Andromeda- Eqquleus’ Wife
Andromeda:
So they are entrenched with disgust for each other?
Eqquleus:
So it would seem.
Andromeda:
Is it categorical?
Eqquleus:
It’s been a pentad since they last spoke a word to each
other.
Andromeda:
(letting go a light chuckle) The Queen? Tell me, how has she
spent these… days?
Eqquleus:
Toiling with bodily magic, taking up spirits, staggering
soddenly under the arches. Since they last spoke, she has had Horologium
beheaded, Sent the Damned to hunt down Orion, out of revenge and… the sheer joy of irony, as she says… And
this was just within the last few moments.
Andromeda:
(orgasmic) Yeeeeessss, this is what our purposes have been
waiting for. Claiming the throne for ourselves. Leaving those, those hounds to lie before our feet….
Eqquleus:
Don’t get ahead of our plan Andromeda. If we are to dethrone
these insipid fools, we need to deafen the adoration of The Lords.
Andromeda:
Get them an audience with us!
Eqquleus:
Not now, The Lords are steadfast in their love of the King
and Queen. Foolishly so, but nevertheless. The only way to get the Lords to
decide against them is if we keep true to the path we set forth.
Andromeda:
Do you think it will work?
Eqquleus:
Decidedly…
Andromeda:
What if we expose the King? We can tell them about his
insidious copulations….
Eqquleus:
They already know. Everyone knows. He’s been ridden on all
fours by Eridanus, The Lord of Vertical Magic faithfully for almost every
synodic period.
Andromeda:
(after a heavy sigh) But really Eqquleus, Their kingdom is
chucking down on itself. (Becoming erradict) We can’t wait for the next Jubilee
to set our plan in motion! They could reconcile by then, they could-the king!
He could propose some damned Idea to The
Counsel of Lords to rescind your claim to his throne!!
Eqquleus:
Do you even know what are you saying Andromeda?!!?? Has your
womb driven you daft?!?!?! I am his son!!!
(Speaking in a slow emphatic pace) Tradition clearly states…
Andromeda:
(interjecting) That the blood son of the King is to take the
throne upon his death, incapacitation, or resignation! I know the tradition,
and let me tell you, that just over 5 years ago, I awoke from my sleep,
wandered in admiration of the throne room, only to stumble upon some very
strong and choice words between Pavo and Vela. During this hustle, I overheard
a point of interest that I want you to perceive with reason alone. I heard the
King, Pavo, ask his licentious wife if you knew of your real father.
Consequently, Vela challenged back by threatening to expose the infertility of
the King, and as tradition also states that any King... (looking at Eqquleus to
finish the sentence)
Eqquleus:
(somber and surprised) must be of a potent nature… But, if
I’m not the son of a King then…
Andromeda:
Reason alone Eqquleus!!! Pavo needs you in order to keep his
throne however, though he is a mutt, he is a rational mutt and is soon devising
a plan to keep his throne while exiling you, me, and your wretched mother past
the gates. We cannot wait til Jubilee. We must do something now!!! Trust me
Eqquleus, we to task laboriously and quick so we may gain control.
Eqquleus:
(timidly) how?
Andromeda:
This land desires for passion. Pavo and Vela are not fiery
people, WE are fiery people. The land needs strong and fierce leaders who won’t
let something as asinine as an oral fixation or a hungry middle to persuade
their judgment. We need to show The Lords how unstable the throne is in their
hands! We need to prove them ravenous, illogical maniacs suited for chains and
rocks. They have to be, disloyal, untrustworthy mongrels who would slay their
own brethren without provocation.
Eqquleus:
(he sits down looking sadly into his lap, as if a broken
child) What do we do?
Andromeda:
We have to set them up, make them act crazy and deranged.
(Andromeda paces back and forth) We need a plot. A scheme to get The Lords to
turn their admiration away from them.
(Andromeda stops pacing and turns to look at Eqquleus) We need to get
the King and Queen to kill one of The Lords. One of The most Cherished Lord.
Eqquleus:
(Looking up at Andromeda in bewilderment) You are mad, how
are we to do such a thing?
Andromeda:
(Andromeda’s face lights up at her plan) We will break into
the chambers of Eridanus. There he has a dust he uses to bind a person to the
first thought that they hear. We will sneak away that powder and we will find a
way to place it upon the back of King Pavo’s neck while he sleeps, then we will
speak the words, “Kill Indus, The Lord of Warring Neighbors.” Then all we have
to do is wait. When the other Lords hear of Pavo’s actions he will be sentenced
to the Damned and we will.
Eqquleus: Well when shall this plan take place.
Andromeda:
(With a sickening smile on her face) Tonight!
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