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almost did it.”
    “But you betrayed your people instead,” Whore said.
    I looked at him aghast.   He said it plainly, as if he were trying to wrap his head around it.   I didn’t see any malice in his face.
    “The only reason I didn’t help her was because you said it would cause a war.”
    Elentinus reached out and gently soothed the side of my face.   His lower lip trembled.  
    “You did the right thing…my love.”
    I swallowed a painful gulp.
    “I’m going to kill myself.”   Inga spoke with tearful anger.
    Elentinus rose.   “Take her to our room.   Get her cleaned up.   Don’t leave her alone.   Whore, go with them.”   He headed towards the lobby.
    “Where are you going, Master?”
    “To speak with Nayjoor.”   He paused and turned back to us.   “Inga.”
    She set her angry eyes on him.
    “Don’t lose hope yet.”   He left.
    I tried to take her arm.   She clung to the back of the chair in front of her.
    “Come on,” I said gently.   “At least change your dress.”
    “Don’t touch me, traitor.”
    I cringed back.   It felt like she’d shot an arrow into my chest.
    A hand soothed my back.   I jolted.   Whore was looking at me with a placid face.
    “I’ll take her, mistress.”
    I gawked at him.   My heart had been on such a rollercoaster it was hard to keep up with every new shock.   Whore was smiling at me.   Smiling!
    He put Inga’s arm around him and helped her walk.   I followed behind them with my head down.  
    Whore was happy with me.  
    Oh, God…what have I done?
    ***
    Inga let water cascade over her while leaning against my shower wall with her arms crossed.   I sat on the toilet watching her with my peripheral vision.   She was skinny to the point of being emaciated.  
    “What the fuck do you think your husband can do?” she said.   I didn’t have to look directly at her to sense the hatred in her eyes.
    “Elentinus will make everything right.   He always does.”
    Inga hurled insults at me nonstop after I said it.   I was an idiot.   I sounded mentally retarded.   I was a typical overfed, self-centered, shallow, obnoxious American.   These all bounced off me with little effect.  
    “You sold out your people just because your murderer husband has a pretty face.”
    Now her words stung.   I did my best not to show it.
    “You better hope I never get to the Earth village or to the Aquars’ planet.   If I do I’m going make sure everyone knows what a fucking traitor Elentinus’ wife is.”
    I swallowed.   “Are you almost finished?”
    “Eat.   Shit.”
    When we finally emerged from the bathroom only Whore was present in the bedroom.   He sauntered over to us.  
    “I suppose I should escort her back to Lord Nayjoor.”
    Inga made several sharp gasps, as though she were trying to resist crying but couldn’t hold back.
    “Why don’t we just have her wait here?” I said.   “Lord Elentinus must still be with him.   I’m sure he’ll come get her when they’re done.”
    Whore gave a slight bow.   “As you wish, mistress.”
    His eerie kindness was sending electricity down my spine.   Inga went to the dining table to wait.   I sat on one of the cushioned benches embedded in the wall.
    Hours passed.   I was fine with just sitting and staring at the doorway the whole time.   The muscles in my shoulders were wound into tight knots, my throat was raw, and my gut felt like it had been punched.   I couldn’t even think everything over.   My brain was overloaded.   I sat there, both nervous and blank.   Whenever I caught sight of Inga, I got a stab of anguish.  
    Kang rolled over to me when I yawned.
    “Please go to bed, mistress.   It’s very late.”
    “I’m waiting for my husband.”
    “It will be some time, yet, mistress.   He’s coordinating the retrieval of an enemy pod off the side of the ship.”
    I blinked a few times.   “Oh.”  
    I tried to figure out what this meant for Inga, but my brain was fried.