47. She had another ten minutes to boarding what ever a Landership was, and there was nothing in sight, just the dark North Sea, illuminated by moonli...ht hitting wave tops. Nothing else. There was no ship in sight, except the lights of a cruise liner in the distant horizon. It was heading north, probably to Scandinavia or northern Scotland.She shivered, standing there, notwithstanding the relatively mild night. There was a faint rumble in the sky, like distant thunder. When she looked up, there. Zaadon stepped back towards the crowd. "Your Majesty", he calledas he bowed low."Your Majesty, King Herras!" the crowd cheered.Herras looked at the apparently cowed Zaadon curiously. It wasn't likehim to give up so easily - perhaps he was banking on the new king'smercy if he capitulated gracefully.But Herras had other things that he had to think about. He crowd was nowsilent and staring at him expectantly. He knew that he should saysomething. Suddenly feeling self-conscious, he tried to think. Pole, Watu, Kikker, Elf, Gritic ... what was their life cycle? Where did they prefer to settle? What was their culture like? That knowledge should be collected, studied. Lower animals, too. And plants. Farmers, hunters, and herdsmen probably knew all, but it should be written down. Shared. He'd have to talk to His Grace about it. The King liked that kind of thing. Didn't necessarily like finding the funds to pay for it, but he understood the need.Tossing on a shirt and pair of pants, only half. ”Turning onto a paved road, Donny said, “Back that way is the highway we were on. It’s about a mile away from here. About thirty minutes up the road is our home town.”Pepper looked at the speedometer and said, “You’re driving sixty miles an hour.”“That’s right. It’s only thirty miles up the road from here,” Donny said. He pointed to a house and barn when they drove past. He said, “I see that the Hendricksons painted their barn.”“They were out there working on it when we headed out to Los.