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    Queen of the Black Coast, Recrowned
    Queen of the Black Coast, Recrowned
    Queen of the Black Coast, Recrowned
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    Queen of the Black Coast, Recrowned

    By Roberta E. Howard

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    A Conyn the Barbarian story.

    Conyn survives the slaughter of her pirate colleagues and finds a man to fire her blood. Their reaving together leads them to ancient ruins, winged monsters and terrible danger.

    A Gender Switch Adventure.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJekkara Press
    Release dateJul 2, 2010
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      Queen of the Black Coast, Recrowned - Roberta E. Howard

      Queen of the Black Coast, Recrowned

      by Roberta E. Howard

      Smashwords Edition

      Copyright 2010 Roberta E. Howard

      Chapter I

      : Conyn Joins the Pirates

      Believe green buds awaken in the spring,

      That autumn paints the leaves with somber fire;

      Believe I held my heart inviolate

      To lavish on one woman my hot desire.

      --The Song of Belit

      Hoofs drummed down the street that sloped to the wharfs. The folk that yelled and scattered had only a fleeting glimpse of a mailed figure on a black mare, a wide scarlet cloak flowing out on the wind. Far up the street came the shout and clatter of pursuit, but the horsewoman did not look back. She swept out onto the wharfs and jerked the plunging mare back on its haunches at the very lip of the pier. Seawomen gaped up at her, as they stood to the sweep and striped sail of a high-prowed, broadwaisted galley. The mistress, sturdy and black-bearded, stood in the bows, easing him away from the piles with a boat-hook. She yelled angrily as the horsewoman sprang from the saddle and with a long leap landed squarely on the mid-deck.

      Who invited you aboard?

      Get under way! roared the intruder with a fierce gesture that spattered red drops from her broadsword.

      But we're bound for the coasts of Kush! expostulated the mistress.

      Then I'm for Kush! Push off, I tell you! The other cast a quick glance up the street, along which a squad of horsewomen were galloping; far behind them toiled a group of archers, crossbows on their shoulders.

      Can you pay for your passage? demanded the mistress.

      I pay my way with steel! roared the woman in armor, brandishing the great sword that glittered bluely in the sun. By Crom, yin, if you don't get under way, I'll drench this galley in the blood of its crew!

      The shipmaster was a good judge of women. One glance at the irk scarred face of the swordswoman, hardened with passion, and she shouted a quick order, thrusting strongly against the piles. The galley wallowed out into clear water, the oars began to clack rhythmically; then a puff of wind filled the shimmering sail, the light ship heeled to the gust, then took his course like a swan, gathering headway as he skimmed along.

      On the wharfs the riders were shaking their swords and shouting threats and commands that the ship put about, and yelling for the bowmen to hasten before the craft was out of arbalest range.

      Let them rave, grinned the swordswoman hardily. Do you keep his on his course, mistress steerswoman.

      The mistress descended from the small deck between the bows, made her way between the rows of oarsmen, and mounted the mid-deck. The stranger stood there with her back to the mast, eyes narrowed alertly, sword ready. The shipwoman eyed her steadily, careful not to make any move toward the long knife in her belt. She saw a tall powerfully built figure in a black scalemail hauberk, burnished greaves and a blue-steel helmet from which jutted bull's horns highly polished. From the mailed shoulders fell the scarlet cloak, blowing in the sea-wind. A broad shagreen belt with a golden buckle held the scabbard of the broadsword she bore. Under the horned helmet a square-cut black mane contrasted with smoldering blue eyes.

      If we must travel together, said the mistress, "we may

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