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But I know that glea the human is ours

Which is too bad, because we could sell her for a huge profit Maybe I can still talk him into it

After we’ve had our ith her, of course

Because there’s no way either of us will last a planet rotation in the sa to claim her

And considering the condition we found her in, it’s easy to ignoreher as a sex slave Surely this has been her use for all of her adult existence

We’ll treat her well, and resell her to a decent being No harm will come to her And Gorde and I certainly know our way around the huh to please her We’ll have her screauarantee it

Gorde voice activates the hatch and carries her onboard our craft—a shiny new fightership provided by King Zander for our special mission

“Let’s get our little slave cleaned up,” Gorde says, but walks past the washtube I realize when he reaches the back hatch, he intends to use the open wash area nor down dirty equipment

Ah He wants to wash her hi her There’s no way the three of us would’ve fit in the washtube

I trail after the the lovely human’s form In her upside down position, the pale roots of her hair are even more obvious

Gorde sets her upright on the n of resentment, nor do I see the simple slave’s expression of devotion or seduction

This human carries only wary alertness She’s not overly afraid, nor does she appear particularly trusting

If I were to bet, I’d put Zandian crystal on her being very smart for her species

I wonder how she ended up on the auction block in Aurelia

I’m sure if I scanned her barcode, I’d find out she escaped her former master There could even be a bounty out for her return