The blinding, searing pain was gone! No throbbing, no shooting pains! LACKEYS, REWARD THE ROYAL PHYSICIAN!
Hearing the voice of his mistress, the foreign minister slithered into the room. "Milady, I have the most disturbing news."
"

Have a

dear friend. Celebrate the departure of the cephalagia."
"Milady, Asoka's emissary has brought word of a Great Scientist in his lands. Carl Friedrich Gauss"
"

Hire Herr Gauss immedjutly. Have another

"
"Er, milady, he will is not willing. Your, er, 'reputation' doth proceed you."
"WHAT REPUTATION? DO I GO ABOUT SPREADING VILE RUMORS ABOUT THE SIZE OF THE VARIOUS MEMBERS? Dammit, I must think. Get me another

"
"As you wish, madame."
A vein throbbed accross her forhead. A twinge of pain shot between Bella's eyes. Seeing her expression, the lackey prepared to die and prostrated himself. "LACKEY, IS IT A GOOD DAY TO DIE?"
"Please most merciful ruler..."
"WHY ARE WE LETTING OLD 'FEATHERS ON THE HEAD' CAPAC DICTATE OUR RELIGION?"
"Pleeeez madame, spare me..."
"SHUT UP! We/I/Them must think. Get We/I/Us another

" The pain was returning. It was building. It reached a crescendo. "WE WILL NOT BE RELIGIOUS LACKEYS OF CAPAC!" "Alert the priests. We will be Hindu."
Bella paused to breathe and to sample the spring hops. "But first I hear the sound of a new band. Bring the minstrel before me/us/them."
"By your leave, majesty."
"JUST DO IT, YOU TOAD!"
The band appeared. They sang:
"i am still living with your ghost
lonely and dreaming of the west coast
i dont want to be your down time
i dont want to be your stupid game
with my big black boots and an old suitcase
i do belive ill find myself a new place
i dont want to be tha bad guy
i dont want to do your sleepwalk dance anymore
i just want to see some palm trees
i will try to shake away this disease"
they were singing just for Bella. Indeed it seemed as if they had been divinely inspired to sing her song.
"we can live beside the ocean
linger far behind
swim out past the breaker
watch the world die"
"we can live beside the ocean
linger far behind
swim out past the breaker
watch the world die "
yes, the little voices inside our/mine/her little head were reaching a consensus thanks to the minstrels.
They cut straight to the source of her pain:
"i am still dreaming of your face
hungry and hollow from the pain you took away
i dont want to be your good time
i dont want to be your fallback crutch anymore
walk right up you brand new day
your same horizon in my own wearedway
i dont want to be tha bad guy
i dont want to do your sleepwalk dance anymore
i just want to feel some downside
i just want to find some place to be alone"
"TAKE THAT MR. FEATHER HEAD CAPAC", she screamed in delight. "YOU TOO, YOU OVERLY ORGANIZED ASOKA!"
The band played on:
"we can live beside the ocean
linger far behind
swim out past the breaker
watch the world die"
"THE WAY IS CLEAR!"
"Madame?"
"IDIOT!"
Frozen with fear, the band played on:
"oh!
yeah, watch the world die
yeah, yeah watch the world die
wooah, yeah, watch the world die"
"YES. YES. YES. THAT IS IT. WATCH THE WORLD DIE! LACKEY SUMMON THE MESSANGERS. SEND FORTH THEM FORTH."
"At once, Madame."
"AND BRING ME ANOTHER

."
"At once, madame."
"Find out if Feather Head will kill Sal and Monty for the secrets of collectivism and biology. He has been a most pliable fool thus far."
"Madame, he agrees."
"Good. Let us/me/them watch the world die."
"See if Lizzy agrees to the same deal. Her boobs were always bigger than her brains."
"She agrees, milady."
"GOOD. Get me another

WE'VE GOT 2 INFANTRY? WHAT'S UP WITH THAT? LACKEY, START CONSCRIPTING THE PEEPS. "
"WHO SCATTERED MY CAVS? "
Her head starting to spin from the

, Bella calmed down a bit, ordered that the slaves be freed and the people be let free to vote on various unimportant issues.
An emissary appeared. "That hat is so yesterday. Go away you annoying troll. Before you do, compensate us for the affront to our eyes."
The hapless lackey returned, slithering into the throne room. "Milady, a great scientist is birthed."
"TWIT. GO BREED MORE OF THEM. DO WE/I/US HAVE TO DO ALL THE THINKING?"
"WHY CAN'T I BUILD THINGS QUICKLY. GO MAKE THOSE SPECIALISTS MAKE REAL THINGS INSTEAD OF WHATEVER IT IS THEY DO!"
"I... WISH... TO... SOAR... ABOVE MY COMPETITION. MAKE IT SO."
"Milady."
"WHAT?"
"Feather Head needs help with Sal."
"MAKE IT SO. BRING ME ANOTHER

"
"Milady.
"WHAT NOW?"
"Lizzy needs help with Sal."
"DIDN'T WE ALREADY COVER THIS? KILL HIM FOR HIS UGLY HAT!"
"Milady?"
"Your life hangs by a thread, lackey."
"Milady, our machines can take to the skies."
"I CAN FLY."
The

at last took Bella. She fell into dreamless sleep.
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