Lady Mechatronic and the Steampunked Pharaoh

By Arabella Wyatt

And what could be more distracting than a visit to Egypt, to explore the riddle of the sphinx and the romance of the pyramids?

It’s just a pity that some rogue nanobots are going to resurrect a sadistic long-dead pharaoh and arm him with lasers, lightning bolts and inhuman strength.

• Language: English
• Publisher: eXtasy Books Inc
• Release date: Nov 3, 2013
• ISBN: 9781771116695

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An ancient Egyptian pharaoh will cause technological terror… blame it on the nanobots.

What’s a crew of reluctant pirates to do when their captain is unlucky in love, the object of his affection being a cybernetic woman fallen from the stars? Provide a distraction!

And what could be more distracting than a visit to Egypt, to explore the riddle of the sphinx and the romance of the pyramids?

It’s just a pity that some rogue nanobots are going to resurrect a sadistic long-dead pharaoh and arm him with lasers, lightning bolts and inhuman strength.

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Lady Mechatronic and the Steampunked Pharaoh

Copyright © 2013 Arabella Wyatt

ISBN: 978-1-77111-669-5

Cover art by Angela Waters

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Lady Mechatronic and the Steampunked Pharaoh

Lady Mechatronic and the Steampunked Pirates #6

By

Arabella Wyatt

Chapter One

Captain Hartwell was listlessly flicking through a book when there was a knock on his cabin door. He put the book down with some relief. He had traded one of his precious bottles of absinthe for a few volumes from a passing merchant, but so far, the collection was uninspiring. Three almanacs, all out of date, a bible missing so many pages it appeared that the Resurrection happened just after Moses was given the Commandments, and a weighty tome entitled On Naval Timber and Arboriculture, by Mathew Patrick, which wasn’t the sort of work Hartwell would have naturally selected.

Enter, he called.

Only us, Cap’n, said a voice as the door swung open to reveal two men.

I know, replied Hartwell.

The internal scanner told you as much, I suppose, Cap’n? said the first officer, Madrigal, as he walked in. The second officer, Fitch, who had served under Hartwell in the navy, followed him.

No, your footsteps, said Hartwell. You both have a measured tread.

You mean you can tell us apart just from hearing our walk? said Madrigal, surprised. We’re almost the same height, so how can you do that?

You walk like a dancer, while Mr Fitch is rather more solid on his feet.

"Is that how you could always tell who was where on board the Pride of Plymouth?" asked Fitch, referring to the last vessel he and Hartwell had served on before being betrayed by their corrupt commander, Admiral Johnson.

Indeed.

Well, with all the alien technology riddled through us and the vessel, you don’t need to leave your cabin anymore to be fully aware of all that is happening on board, observed Madrigal. I’m told that the internal sensors can now relay constant information direct to your cabin.

And more, said Hartwell, gesturing at the brass screen that rose from his polished mahogany desk. "I can view the heart rate, blood pressure and location of the crew. I can see the differential engines pumping seawater, converting it to steam and hydroelectric energy. I can see the laser cannons on the three decks and the developing arsenal in the weapons laboratory.

"I can see the interdimensional hinges that allow the interior of the ship to be bigger than the exterior, which explains the new bathrooms,