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    Barbarian . . . Queen

    Chapter Eight

    Not Punishment Enough

     

    When the king was brought into the palace he was unable to walk and was near unconsciousness, so he was carried in on a stretcher. Gabrielle had him taken immediately to his bed. With Xena’s help his clothes were removed and the Physician began to wash out the gash with the potion he had prepared. Examining the wound the Physician assured Gabrielle that nothing vital had been cut, and his weakness was due mainly to a loss of blood.

    "Don’t any of the king’s men know how to slow down a bleeding wound?" Xena complained as she made her own examination. "They should have cauterized it right away."

    "I think they may have been afraid to do something wrong. His soldiers love him, but they also fear him. He does have a bad temper sometimes," Gabrielle answered her.

    "He’ll live, but he won’t be up for at least two months," the Physician reassured them.

    King Belos was unconscious or asleep for the better part of four days. On the fifth day he was lucid enough to talk.

    "So how was the battle?" Was Xena’s first question.

    "Speaking barely above a whisper, Belos replied, "It could have gone better. My archers, the ones with the fire-tipped arrows, were reluctant to shoot the horses. They killed the riders so the horses didn’t stampede as they should have. Fortunately, they were still chasing my men into the open field with the pits. But because there was no panic, only the first dozen or so horses fell. Of course there was much confusion, but in the end, most of Jobyna’s men were killed."

    "What about Jobyna?" Xena interrupted.

    "He died an inglorious death with arrows in his back as he tried to escape."

    "So how were you wounded?" Gabrielle asked.

    "I did a foolish thing, the very thing Xena warned me about — I tried to show mercy. There was a young boy, no more than fourteen or fifteen years. I was about to run him through with my sword, but the pleading on his face made me hesitate. And in that instant, he stabbed me instead."

    "Did this young boy have a scar above one eye running up into his hair?"

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