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“I almost feel sorry for you. You are most certainly broken,” I replied.

Sanjit giggled. “If that’s what you think.” She turned around and unzipped her dress. “Stay put. I’ll have the slaves bring supper in the room. We’re having pie.”

At the mention of supper, bile rose in my throat. Just as I was thinking the poison was really what I needed to bypass the misery of being in Sanjit’s presence, one of her followers entered the room with news.

“Yes, Larj?”

“My Queen. The bounty hunter has located the human. She’s on Torchan, the grey colony.”

I gasped and sat up in my chair, on high alert.

Sanjit frowned. “The grey colony?”

“The Zedreks,” Larj confirmed.

“Ah…with those beady-eyed vermin?”

Larj nodded. “Yes, my queen.”

“And the others? Are there others with her?” she demanded.

“A few hordesmen, probably two or three. The Margud bounty hunter says he can handle them. He is waiting on the water. What is your order, queen?”

Sanjit turned around and her grin widened as she noticed me growing anxious in my chair.

“It is your decision, Khol. So, what will it be? Does she live or die?”