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Chasing the Jewelled Throne

Chasing the Jewelled Throne

Ben Miller


The Jewelled Throne

Ben Miller

Cast of Characters

The Rebels:

Tarok Menzi Aldo’s cousin President of Senate

Admiral Heren half brother to Aldo. The leader of the coup

Admiral Keeth the last conspirator

Admiral Zimmerand killed at the battle of Borealis Minor

Admiral Chun killed at the coronation attempt of Heren

Admiral Maori Menzi spy cousin of General Z. Shot by Keeth

The Menzi Emperors:

Aldo. Emperor at the time of the coup

Rulo Aldo’s younger brother

Sashi. Youngest sister of Aldo

Zia. Heren’s godmother. Aldo’s aunt. She dealt the Admiralty their only defeat in the first eight years of the civil war.

Madlin. Aldo’s wife

Mina. Oldest child, died in the Dagaz Prison

Arin. Oldest son of Aldo, captured in the battle of Starion III. Rescued and rebuilt the Empire.

Davil. Arin’s little brother, mortally wounded at Vars VI.

Baraz. youngest brother, leader during the Hazey Point Battles

General Zintaurus Medio; Father of Madlin, Leader of the Palace Guardians.

Lea; sister to Madlin, aunt to most of the last emperors. Leader of the Tech-Body duringthedevelopment of all the tools used to defeat the Admiralty.

Pedra; General Z’s youngest daughter, hero of Hazey Point

Mara; Grandmother of the Royal heirs

The Jewel Throne Table of Contents

Chapter 1; The Long Lost Throne

Chapter 2; The Betrayal; Zinad, LIX

Chapter 3; Aldo LX

Chapter 4; The Hawks

Chapter 5; Heren the Hammer

Chapter 6; Mara, The General's Wife

Chapter 7; Lea and Mara save the Day

Chapter 8; In the Palace

Chapter 9; The Empty Trap

Chapter 10; The Emperor’s Spy

Chapter 11; Base Two

Chapter 12; The First Four Years; (from Aldo-to Rulo LXI)

Chapter 13; Sashi’s New Ships

Chapter 14; Zia

Chapter 15; Madlin Regent

Chapter 16; Mina

Chapter 17; Ebb Tide; Arin

Chapter 18; Arin in Dagaz Prison

Chapter 19; The Chase is On; Davil

Chapter 20; The Last Warrion; Baraz

Chapter 21; Keeth’s Fleet Arrives

Chapter 22; The Light at the End of the Tunnel

Chapter 23; The First Battle of Hazy Point

Chapter 24; The 2nd Battle of Hazey Point

Chapter 25; The Battle of Dagaz IV

Chapter 26; The Prodigal Returns

Chapter 27; A New Beginning

Chapter 28; War's End

Chapter 29; What to Do About the War Lords

Chapter 30; Keeth's Surrender

Chapter 31; Freeing Taurus

Chapter 32; Home at Last

Chasing The Jewelled Throne

(Arin’s Quest)

Ben Miller

ISBN: 978-1-4657-3839-4

Title: Chasing the Jewelled Throne

Author: Ben Miller

This is a work of science fiction. All of the characters are fictitious. All the events are fictitious as well. As far as I know, the places are fictitious. Any resemblance to battles you may have fought in or heard about is unintentionally intentional. Enjoy! Read, already!

Chapter 1; The Long Lost Throne

The howling winds of this hell hole are seen more than felt. Far below the surface, the effects of it are easily seen on the screens. Baraz was nineteen years old. Somehow, due to the foolishness of fate and men, he was the last Menzi Emperor. A young boy had become the Emperor of a dying empire at the end of its string. The mere thought of his station almost made him laugh out loud. Here on the fighting bridge, he waits with what remains of his Warrion for what may be the last battle of his short life.

He is as ready as he will ever be. He had been trained from birth to remain stoic. He knows that his troops are watching his every reaction. To distract himself from his blue thoughts, he looks out the scanning portals of these secret bunkers.

The bleak landscape of this desert planet matches his mood. He watches as the wind moans across the dunes, kicking up clouds of sand. On the horizon, the twin orange suns take one last look over the horizon at the planet’s bleak landscape. The light continues to fade into a fiery borealis as first, one and then, the other sun drops below the horizon.

Immediately, he watches the fingers of frost wind their way across the shadow side of the dunes across the landscape. Camera lens tube heaters light up underneath the electronic sensors to keep the lenses clear of frost. As he watches, the chill is almost palpable as the outside temperatures begin their usual nightly drop of ten degrees per hour. This drop will continue each hour through the night, freezing any living thing solid by dawn.

The inhabitants of this planet, lizard-like beings and semi-sentient insects, cease their search for food and hurriedly begin to bury themselves deep in the nearest sand dune where they will pass the frozen night asleep. They will be reawakened by the warmth of morning’s fiery dawn to return to their daily cycle.

These musings always take Baraz back. “How did this happen to me? Why am I fighting?” he thought for the thousandth time. One look around the fighting bridge and he knew. Part of him still wanted to run. Most of him understood that he had a mission. It was a silly question. He was a Menzi, after all. Leading was all he knew.

When his father’s court had gone into hiding, teachers from the old Naval Academy had continued his classes. He had been raised as a warrior at war. He knew no other life.

As he watched the sunset, his mind went back over the seemingly short years of his life. When this sad tale had begun, he had been a mere babe living on the courtly edges of his father’s palace. One scary night, he had been swooped up by a giant Guardian. He and his siblings, who were also children at the time, and his mother had been moved and hidden for years.

One by one, his father, his uncle, an aunt, and each of his siblings had fought and died defending this crumbling empire. Now, if the Rebel Admirals had their way, he would be the last Menzi to sit on a throne that he had no memory of ever seeing.

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