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“Nirabelle?” I whispered, catching her as she slumped. Guiding her to the
ground, I clutched her to my body. “Nirabelle! Wake up, love. Please?”
Rose walked over, using a tricorder to run a scan. “Her heart rate is
elevated and her mind is running a mile a minute. I can feel her terror,
Captain.”
“Jakob’s face and his threats are running on a loop in her mind,” I said,
pulling her closer to me. I looked up at Counselor Marcusi. “We need to pull
back Cygnarian forces from the Alphan border, tighten up our defenses. We need
to protect the planet from any attacks.”
“I’ll contact our fleet commanders, requesting them to return to Forx,”
Marcusi nodded.
“Commander Whitlock, I need you hail any nearby Federation vessels. We
need as much backup as we can,” I directed. I looked to my father who had
joined us at the end of the message from Jakob.
“Is that okay, Admiral?”
“Whatever you need, Emperor,” my father said.
“I’m still a Galaxy Fleet captain,” I retorted.
“Right now, you are speaking as the Emperor of Forx,” Maralice explained.
“Empress Nirabelle is not in any shape to make any decisions, Emperor.” I
looked down at my mate, who was so fragile in my arms. I pressed my forehead to
hers, wishing she would wake up. This wasn’t just my decision. It was hers as well. I pressed my lips to her soft,
fragrant skin.
“What is the protocol for a situation like this?” I asked, looking up to
Maralice and D’Metri.
“Assemble the governors and nobles for a symposium regarding the matter.
We need to strategize a plan of attack,” D’Metri replied. “Shall I contact
them?”
“Yes, please,” I nodded. “Ask that they get here as quickly as possible.”
“I’ll arrange for the symposium to happen first thing tomorrow morning,
Emperor,” D’Metri said, bowing deeply before striding out of the throne room.
“Maralice, please get Kunnan and have him meet us in the Empress’s quarters and contact all of the remaining Galaxy Fleet senior staff, asking them to join me in my quarters here on the surface. I need to debrief my crew. Meeting in an hour,” I said, picking up Bella from the ground. I was still weakened by my bout with the em’tuuk gas, but I needed to keep my mate close. Her mind was now filled with terror, flashes of what could happen invading her subconscious. Her beautiful face was pinched and tears were flowing from her closed eyes. With a grunt, I carried my mate out of the throne room and into her private quarters, closing the door. I sank onto the couch, holding her to me, nuzzling her hair. Nirabelle, listen to my voice. Focus on me, love. Please…come back to me.
Imperial City
Imperial Palace
Reman
Scimitar
Reman home world
Reman capital city
Holding cell for Norex
Norex
Kunnan
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