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placed in the Earth colony, Maritza.”
    I forced a smile for half a second.   Tears were still built up behind my eyes.   “Inga’s going to tell the people there that I betrayed them.   That…that I’m a traitor to my own race.”
    “Who cares,” Whore said.
    I looked at him.
    “You’re not one of them anymore.   You’re a Dak-Hiliah noblewoman.”
    The urge to cry grew even stronger.   Maybe after the dust settled I could be happy I’d proven my worth to Whore.   Right now all I felt was pain.
    Elentinus drew me against him.   “It’s true, Maritza.   You’re not of those people.   You’re my wife.   You belong to the Dak-Hiliah Empire.”   He soothed my hair.   “And I’m sure it’s little consolation, but they hate me also.   We’ll be despised as a couple.”
    One syllable of a laugh broke free from my chest.   When I met my husband’s eyes I saw he looked as weary and tormented as I did.  
    I buried myself in his arms.
    ***
    I woke up late the next morning with what felt like an emotional hang-over.   Elentinus remained fast asleep.   I put my head back in the crook of his shoulder and let myself pass out for another couple of hours.
    The second time I awakened I saw Elentinus’ eyes were open.   We heard footsteps nearby.   Elentinus opened our curtain to reveal Whore pacing in front of our bed.
    “Oh, good.”   He had a tablet in one hand.   “You’re awake.”
    “You were stomping,” Elentinus said.
    Whore tossed him the tablet.   “You need to be aware of a few things, master.”
    I huddled near to see the tablet screen.   My messy-haired wedding picture with Elentinus (which looked to be nicely retouched) was above an article.   Elentinus scrolled the text up.   A flattering picture of Nayjoor appeared on the right.   The two of us read together in silence.
    A great event has unfolded upon the Celestial Yacht of our Lord Elentinus, which is currently in orbit above Slave-Planet Earth.   Our Lord Nayjoor paid a visit to Lord Elentinus with his Earth bride, Inga.   During his stay, Lord Nayjoor uncovered a plot by our devious enemies, the Aquars.   They sought to steal Inga through a small vessel attached to the belly of the yacht, unbeknownst to Lord Elentinus.   Lord Nayjoor, through the assistance of Lord Elentinus’ heroic Earth bride Maritza, discovered the vessel before Inga could disable her protective collar to board it.   The most shocking of all is that our own precious robots were drawn into the Aquars’ nefarious scheme.   Maritza showed Lord Nayjoor how Lord Elentinus’ domestics were hacked to allow the Aquars to contact both her and Inga.   It has also been proven that the Aquars could not have obtained Inga so long as her force-field collar was active.   Hail to Lord Nayjoor and Maritza for exposing the methods of this most repulsive Dak-Hiliah enemy.   It’s a testament to our new era of Pakpo that such good luck befalls our honorable High Councilmen.   A full report, along with technological evidence is being sent to the allies of the Aquars in order to…  

    “They’re really highlighting my treachery,” I said.
    “The article is informing the empire that you’re no longer an ‘Earth Bride,’” Whore said.   (He’d perched himself on the side of the bed).   “But are one of the Dak-Hiliah, now.”
    “It’s true,” Elentinus said.   “I’m pleased Nayjoor kept his promise to honor you.   It makes my humiliation worth it.”
    My pursed lips skewed to one side.   ‘Honor’ was a relative thing here.   It wasn’t going to be easy to embrace my role as a traitor.   I had to keep reminding myself of why I did it.   The internal conflict I felt now would have been nothing compared to the horror of causing the Dak-Hiliah to launch a full-scale war on the Aquars.   Besides that, Inga was going to get to live in the nice Earth colony, free from torture.   I’d done the right thing.   I believed that with every