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The Queen and The Cambion
by Richard Bowes
“Silly Billy, The Sailor King,” some called King William IV of Great Britain. But never, of course, to his royal face. Then it was always,“Yes, sire,” and, “As your majesty wishes!”
Because certain adults responsible for her care didn’t watch their words in front of a child, the king’s young niece and heir to his throne heard such things said. It angered her.
Princess Victoria liked her uncle and knew that King William IV always treated her as nicely as a boozy, confused former sea captain of a monarch could be expected to, and much of the time rather better.
Often when she greeted him, he would lean forward, slip a secret gift into her hands, and whisper something like, “Discovered this in the late king your grandfather’s desk at Windsor.”
These generally were small items, trinkets, jewels, mementos, long-ago tributes from minor potentates that he’d found in the huge half-used royal palaces, stuck in his pocket, and as often as not remembered to give to his niece.
The one she found most fascinating was a piece of very ancient parchment which someone had pressed under glass hundreds of years before. This came into her possession one day when she was twelve as King William passed Victoria and her governess on his way to the royal coach.
His Britannic Majesty paused and said in her ear, “It’s a spell, little cub. Put your paw in mine.”
Victoria felt something in her hand and slipped it into a pouch under her cloak while the Sailor King lurched by as though he was walking the quarterdeck of a ship in rough water. “Every ruler of this island has had it and many of us have invoked it,” he mumbled while climbing the carriage steps.
She followed him. “To use in times of great danger to Britain?” she whispered.
He leaned out the window. “Or on a day of doldrums and no wind in the sails,” he roared as if she was up in a crow’s nest, his face red as semi-rare roast beef. “You’ll be the monarch and damn all who’d say you no.”
About the Author
Richard Bowes has published six novels, four story collections, and over seventy short stories. He has won two World Fantasy, a Lambda, Million Writer, and International Horror Guild Awards. His novel Dust Devil On a Quiet Street was on the 2014 World Fantasy and Lambda short lists. His novelette Sleep Walking Now and Then was on the 2015 Nebula short list. Recent and forthcoming appearances include: Tor.com, F&SF, Lightspeed, Interfictions, Farrago’s Wainscot, Uncanny,and the anthologies: XIII, The Doll Collection, In the Shadow of the Towers, Best Gay Stories 2015, Year’s Best Horror and Dark Fantasy 2015.
About the Narrator
Wilson Fowlie lives in a suburb of Vancouver, Canada and has been reading aloud since the age of 4. His life has changed recently: he lost his wife to cancer, and he changed jobs, from programming to recording voiceovers for instructional videos, which he loves doing, but not as much as he loved Heather.