Chapter 103

Since Carly still had the other sack, she and Lindsay emptied the contents of the limestone boxes into it.

Zeke and Pat prowled around the storeroom and the workshop, tossing anything that took their fancy into his bag. Carly and Lindsay soon joined them. It was amazing what they could stuff into the bags.

Zeke let them take whatever they wanted. He didn’t see himself coming back here in any hurry, if ever. Pat chucked when Zeke found the rough ingots of gold, silver, and copper. He got her to open the bag, and the lot disappeared inside of it. He tossed in any of the minerals he found.

Carly and Lindsay had fun rummaging through a dozen large chests. It was obvious they had been packed to be transported. Carly even laughed when Lindsay found the Egyptian cotton linen and cooed in delight. Since it was for royalty, the linen had an exceptionally fine weave.

If a chest or box was small enough, they tossed the whole thing into the bags to sort out later. Since the bags had a meter-in-diameter opening, they could fill it with a lot of big things.

Once they were satisfied, Zeke blinked them back to Hercules.

They were all relieved when Freya appeared to solidify around Hercules.

“Welcome back, my Captain,” Freya’s voice said over the comms.

“Thank you, Freya. We are glad to be back. What is the time, please?”

“It is ten-oh-one hours. I have been advised that the funeral has been set to happen at sixteen hundred hours. You have time for a nap and a late lunch if you wish.”

Pat looked at Zeke, “That’s odd. By my reckoning, that was the time you activated the shield over Gale Crater. It should be more like fifteen to sixteen hundred hours by now. I’m sure we were in the tomb for several hours. I was getting worried we would be back later than we had promised.”

Zeke shrugged, “The clocks must not be aligned, or it could be a dateline issue. Either that or we time slipped a few hours. The main thing is that we are back in time for the funeral. I wouldn’t say no to a nap. How about the rest of you?”

He got several yawns for answers. Chucking, he led the way off Hercules. They were all relieved to get out of their suits. They felt like they had been in them for days, not hours. They also stank from the tomb.

Pat headed for the room that Zeke had originally fixed up for Carly. She had tactfully moved out of the main bedroom. The other three all headed to Zeke’s room. It was a no-brainer that ablutions and showers were high priorities.

Lindsay got the shower on while Carly sat on the throne. Lindsay and Zeke had no issue with pissing in the bowl together. They hadn’t realised how much they needed to go until they did. They stripped quickly and were soon under the hot, pelting spray with Carly.

In the shower, Carly was happy to wash both their appendages clean for them while they did hers. Hands were soon exploring other options to clean or fondle. However, they didn’t dally for long.

After the warm-up exercises in the shower, they were soon heading for the bed. Zeke was amused that his lovers were amorous. He knew they had used a lot of magical energy this morning, and they had helped blink Hercules home. He had no problems with helping them get their fixes.

He was a little surprised they wanted him in the middle. Carly wanted the bottom, and Lindsay got to drive. Zeke couldn’t have been happier. He could feel that Carly really needed him to reassure her that he didn’t blame her for letting Sekhmet get into her head.

Zeke linked mentally with Carly and Lindsay, and the men made sure she knew that they loved her. As they each fed off the other two’s sexual excitement, it didn’t take long before the bed was shuddering from their energetic activity.

Zeke wasn’t sure who lit the fuse but as he came, he let the gates in his mind open wide. He felt as if a raging river of magical energy was flowing through him. He filled everything within his vicinity with what he couldn’t hold, and he could hold a lot.

Lindsay managed to stay conscious long enough to pull out of Zeke to break the connection and flop onto the bed. Carly was down for the count, and Zeke felt he wasn’t going to be far behind her.

He gathered up his lovers and let oblivion take him.

Freya woke them at 14:30 hours.

After a trip to the loo and a quick shower, they were soon dressed. Carly didn’t wear much make-up as a rule, but she put the basics on. She was happy to let Lindsay blow dry and style her hair while Zeke put the magical bags away in his hidden workroom.

It wasn’t long before they headed for the kitchen. Theia had placed several salads and a selection of cold cuts on the table she had already set for the meal. Pam was getting the bread and condiments.

The smell of coffee soon had Zeke filling his favourite mug. They all chuckled at his sigh of delight after his first sips. It was one of his quirks.

He happily joined the feast.

At 15:30 hours, Freya got their attention.

“Zeke, the priest has arrived, and the other guests are assembling in the hold. The funeral has attracted a lot of attention. Your Queen Lee has been busy organising everything.”

“Let her know we will be down shortly. Thank you, Freya. Have Frank’s ashes come yet?”

“Yes, Zeke. Queen Lee went and got them herself.”

Zeke chucked. He was sure that had been an interesting event for some people.

They cleaned up the last of their meal and headed downstairs for the circus. Neither Pam nor Zeke knew who even one in five of the faces that greeted them were. It seemed that the funeral had become a major event.