Five
The Captain and the Captive
The Karnian Rapid Transport vehicle sped down the south road, its engine roaring, but its progress was a series of violent, grinding jerks. Radé, the Prince, was not driving so much as wrestling the heavy machine, his lack of experience making every gear shift a screeching protest.
“I told you I haven’t finished my course!” Radé shouted over the din, white-knuckling the thick steering wheel.
“Drive, Your Highness! Just keep the wheels turning!”