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He paused and looked at her. “Three hours, and then Hu’oth will come for her.”
She got to her feet and nodded. La’thet caught her a moment later when she collapsed, and then they were heading to medical at a run.
Nova was pinched, poked, prodded, and the drip kept full. She showered with the tubes in and got into bed at the end of the first hour. She knew this feeling. Her body was exhausted. She would recover but needed a lot of fast energy.
Hu’oth came in with appropriate clothing for meeting the overseer. She beckoned him close and whispered her request.
He smiled. “Of course, Mistress Nova.”
He walked out, and she sighed.
The medic asked, “What is he getting?”
“I think it’s fruit? It is sweet and is in a small clear bowl with my meals.”
The medic smiled. “I can put something similar into your IV.”
“Please. It is the fastest way to get me on my feet.”
She ended up with a sugar drip, and her body felt better with every passing moment. Hu’oth brought her a platter, and she washed her fingers and then stuffed her face to shut her stomach up.
With fifteen minutes left, she could get on her feet with her knees straight, and the hydration drip was removed. Hu’oth dressed Nova in something pretty and gauzy with soft slippers. Her hair was brushed away from her face, and the butler, dresser, and attendant nodded. “Good. You are a better colour now.”
“Is it time?”
“We can just make it. Come with me, Mistress Nova.”
She nodded and followed him, the panels of her transparent skirt fluttering around her as they walked at a good clip. “I am gonna be a sweaty mess when we get there.”
He slowed. “Apologies. You are not very tall.”
“Nope.”
They made their way to the overseer’s quarters, and the guards grinned at them. “You made it.”
Nova was flushed. “He told you?”
The one on the right smirked. “He suggested we delay you, but I believe you are too quick for that.”
She nodded and hit the palm control for the door. She stepped inside, and Hu’oth went to his quarters.
The voice was her key to tracking Heboren around the room. He was next to the wardrobe and speaking in high Hmrain. He was pissed and threatening war for the attack on their ship.
He had showered and gotten into casual clothing. Mostly. An ornate gold belt held up the floor-length black silk skirt. She watched as he got wide cuffs and put them on his biceps while he spoke curtly. “You tried to take my consort, Nebel. You know what that means.”
Another husky voice muttered, “I thought I could snag one of the Terrans, but that damned star of yours took out my drones.”
“You tried to destroy the star?”
“Of course. I would have offered you compensation for any dead personnel.”
“You would have gotten a visit from Mero.”
“Why?”
“My Terran was in there. If you had managed to injure her, I would have ripped you apart to the edge of your regeneration.”
There was a lot of cursing followed by, “Why the hell did your crew let her off the ship?”
