"Princess DevnoH" 
by Sogh T'Kang 
First officer - IKC ro'QeH 
http://come.to/tkang


The forward view screen of the ro'QeH flashed 
and was replaced with the image of a beautiful, 
young Klingon woman.

["This is Princess DevnoH of the royal house of 
K'Mpec.  Thank you for coming to our aid and 
rescuing the ta'voDleH lIgh from certain 
destruction.  To whom do I owe my gratitude?"]

HoD Aram was awe struck at DevnoH's 
beauty.  She was young, but well educated. 
The way she carried herself with such self 
assuredness was very appealing to the bird of 
prey commander.  But he dare not let her know 
he hailed from the house of Duras.  She would 
most certainly shun him were he to tell of his 
traitorous family origins, and Aram didn't want 
to be shun by someone as lovely as Princess 
DevnoH.

"I am Aram.  HoD of the ro'QeH your highness.  
We were on our way to botlhlan yaH when we 
intercepted your distress beacon." The young 
warrior-captain explained.

The Princess seemed as interested in the 
hansom HoD as he was in her.  It was most 
unusual for someone as young as Aram to 
serve as commander of a Bird of Prey.  Most of 
the Klingon Defense Force commanding 
officers were old, wrinkled warriors, seasoned 
by years of battles.  To see such an attractive, 
virile HoD such as Aram was an unexpected 
treat for DevnoH.

["We are most fortunate that you were in the 
area HoD Aram.  Please extend the gratitude 
of Princess DevnoH to your crew.  I am in your 
dept.  We are part of a diplomatic team of 
negotiators assigned to the territorial talks on 
lanjep.  I would be grateful if you could serve 
as escort to the ta'voDleH lIgh and see us 
safely to our destination."]  DevnoH asked with 
a slight smile.

Aram didn't hesitate to answer.  "It would be 
my honor your highness.  Have your navigator 
set course for lanjep.  The ro'QeH shall follow 
to your rear."

["Thank you HoD Aram.  I will do as you wish.  
If it pleases the Commander of the ro'QeH, I 
would be honored if you would visit the 
ta'voDleH lIgh this evening and allow me to 
show my appreciation of your heroic deeds in 
saving my ship and crew from certain 
destruction.  I shall see to it that a feast is 
prepared in your honor."]  DevnoH asked in a 
wanting tone.

Aram nodded.  "I would be glad to attend your 
highness.  You may tell me more of these 
negotiations for which you travel to lanjep to 
take part in, and risk such personal danger to 
one so beautiful as yourself."

The Princess smiled at hearing Aram's subtle 
flirt.  ["Then I will arrange it then.  I will
see you this evening when everything is prepared.  
Until then HoD Aram. . ."]

"Until then your highness."  Aram said with a 
gentlemanly bow.

The channel closed and the main view screen 
changed back to open space once again.

"Angar, lay in a course for lanjep.  When the 
ta'voDleH lIgh heads out, match her course 
and speed, to the rear quarter of the Princess' 
ship."  HoD Aram ordered.

"Yes my HoD."  Angar replied, tapping in the 
proper commands onto the navigation console.

"I will continue scanning for enemy vessels my 
HoD."  T'Kang called out, "So far no sign of 
enemy ships in the vicinity."

Aram nodded at his First Officer.  "maj" he 
replied with an agreeable tone.  "You have the 
bridge T'Kang."

The bear-like Klingon, T'Kang, glanced at his 
commanding officer as HoD Aram exited the 
bridge.  T'Kang had noticed the way the 
commander was taken by the beauty of 
Princess DevnoH.  But he was worried of what 
would happen when one of the royal house of 
K'Mpec learned that the dashing teenaged 
Aram was son of the dishonored Duras.