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“ A Princess of the house of Fendiq, whose lineage goes back over 4 centinims. Nathan please listen carefully to me, Do NOT go to shake her hand, or to touch her in any manner !
To touch a Princess of her lineage, on this, HER home world, is without question, punishable by death. Also, do NOT, look her in the face when you talk to her!
You must divert your eyes from hers, when talking to her! Only, a bonded partner, a recognised and permitted individual, may have eye to eye contact with her. She has Royal privileges, she may kill without question, anyone who flouts those rules !”
I watched as Tan evaporated, then glanced across. to where a figure lay huddled under some covers. All I could see was the outline. of her head. In her hair of her forehead? shone what appeared to be gems, as we would call them. Sparkling, gleaming, even in the low light; of the crafts interior.
I stood up and moved closer, trying not to be noisy, the gems were not part of some ornate jewelry, they were almost fixed implants into the top of her head ! I went to touch when I was stopped by Tanya’s voice. “Remember what I said! NO !
Those gems are symbiotically linked to her, almost as living organisms but they have a secondary function, which if you touch them, you will NOT appreciate. I do not want to have to resuscitate you after, they’ve almost killed you, though their primary use is as a defensive device; its can be a WEAPON.
Inbuilt into her, to protect her, from her birth, which meant no one can harm her physically.
Although they are a minor defence until she is 18, over 18, they are lethal, to any thing, that attempts to kill her or TOUCH HER.
Once the implants have undergone the ceremony in the sacred temple, the host has control over them and can use them as a weapon, with terrifying effect.” That was good enough for me !
Tanya was seldom wrong, as I had discovered to my cost, on ignoring her advice with a Naroge and had insisted, on bowing to them. My body thrown across the room with the end of what could be described as a fist like structure !
“Its rude! Offensive! “ Tan had squealed. Too late ! ‘You could’ I had remarked afterwards !’ BEFORE the event!’ To which she had giggled and added ‘I would if I could read your mind !’
adding “Now there’s an interesting aspect, of my programming, I haven’t engaged.”
She was almost perfect, at doing just that. A bit nerve racking on my part and she had bypassed her primary circuits, so that instead of me calling her into operation, she was an independent entity, something I reasoned, given recent events was probably a brilliant modification!
Tanya could also dress, however she wanted, to appear with infinite dress styles and colours shapes, materials and more, including her ability to use a process called iClone.
It allows her to copy EXACTLY, any female she touches! Which, on occasion, she did, wreaking havoc on me, chatting up some female from the colonies!
The fact that she could clone the female concerned, had never occurred to me, so when it happened I was blissfully unaware of it! Well that was, until I approached the female concerned, looking to renew our encounter telling her how fantastic she was! Making love to her and more, the said female being totally unaware, well you can imagine what happened next!
I just got off the colony site, with my head intact, let alone keeping the bruised areas of my appendage, from full on permanent damage! Due I should add, to her lashing out with her knee slapped straight into my groin area! Damm can those colony girls swear and you would not have believed little miss sweet and innocent, could be so strong and so violent!
Whilst Tan, made me some refreshments. I decided to freshen up. I moved over to the cleanser unit. Seconds later it operated spraying down my skin area, removing any residue deposited by sweat and waste. Stepping out, I felt clean and refreshed.
Stepping into the room, I sat at the table, unit Tan had pulled out and on, which she had placed my drink and slices of toast. It was, I have to say; much appreciated! Tanya was stood in front of my uninvited guest gently waking her.
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