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off, and it was hard to keep myself in bounds..."
"Well then what were the drugs for?!" I screamed in reply, but he ignored my question, continuing his speech.
"I know that Miya offered you generous compensation for all my outings. I hope you're not bitter..."
I started boiling in rage and screamed with my full throat:
"Not bitter?! If I could, I would break your arms and legs right now, then claim that’s how I found you! You animal! Jackass! Bastard! You destroyed my body!"
"So then, I hope these old grievances can be considered fully settled." As if nothing had happened, totally ignoring my screams, Georgiy just continued droning on. "I'm not in your body now, so don't worry. It won't happen again. Now, I wanted to tell you why exactly seven months have gone by in Perimeter ..."
* * *
The conversation ended abruptly in the middle of his sentence. I was awoken by someone shaking me hard by the shoulder. I opened my eyes.
"My Prince, you were screaming in your sleep!" Ayna was standing over my bed in pistachio-colored semi-transparent pajamas.
"I was having a bad dream," I explained, trying to calm her down and speak in a tranquil tone, though it wasn't easy.
Mr. G.I. clearly wanted to give me some important information, which could have explained the rift in time. Ayna had woken me up at, of course, a very bad time. On the other hand, it was also good that she woke me up. I might have said something out loud. I smiled at my assistant:
"Thanks for your concern..." I wanted to finish the sentence and send the girl back to sleep, but my gaze got caught on the knobby stitches and scars on the girl's stomach.
Ayna followed my gaze and explained, giving a slanted smile:
"An old wound from my sporting days. After conquering the no-rules fighting and survival contests, I tried my hand at gladiator combat as part of a women’s team, The Ulia Valkyries . The draw at the eighth-finals had us going against the former champions, though. The central attacker from The Tesse Killers , much to the fans' delight, disemboweled me with her trident. My entrails were strewn about the whole arena. They had to pick them up with a shovel... The medics saved me and sewed me up, though some of my internal organs are still damaged or even totally missing..."
"So that's why Miya isn't worried to leave you alone with her husband?" I guessed in a stroke of genius.
The girl nodded in silence and, after a bit of waiting, whispered, barely audibly:
"Yes. My womb and ovaries have been totally removed. I can't have children, and no operations or money can help me now..."
Ayna spent some time in silence, then suddenly gave a tortured smile:
"That made it very easy to undergo certification and get licensed to work with members of the upper aristocracy as a bodyguard or personal assistant."
"But for some reason, it doesn't look like that makes you too happy... Ayna, I don't yet know what can be done with you. But I assure you that if there is any way, I will help. You have my word as a Crown Prince!"
Standing change. Ayna Mentor's opinion of you has improved.
Presumed personal opinion of you: +58 (trusting)
* * *
After seven months of absence, Crown Prince Georg royl Inoky was about to make his first speech to his fleet. There was a huge amount riding on how it would be received, so I was feeling very anxious, though I was trying not to show it. The small hall of the space station had been able to fit all the captains and senior officers from the Unatari Star Fleet, but it wasn't easy. On my way up to the platform, I saw that many of those gathered were wearing Black Stars on their Orange House uniforms. These people had made it through many battles with me, but were now trapped in a fog. They had absolutely no idea what to expect from me, their unpredictable commander.
I greeted the officers and got a discordant mumble in reply. Off to a bad start! Once, their reply to the Prince had been an elated roar. Without
"Well then what were the drugs for?!" I screamed in reply, but he ignored my question, continuing his speech.
"I know that Miya offered you generous compensation for all my outings. I hope you're not bitter..."
I started boiling in rage and screamed with my full throat:
"Not bitter?! If I could, I would break your arms and legs right now, then claim that’s how I found you! You animal! Jackass! Bastard! You destroyed my body!"
"So then, I hope these old grievances can be considered fully settled." As if nothing had happened, totally ignoring my screams, Georgiy just continued droning on. "I'm not in your body now, so don't worry. It won't happen again. Now, I wanted to tell you why exactly seven months have gone by in Perimeter ..."
* * *
The conversation ended abruptly in the middle of his sentence. I was awoken by someone shaking me hard by the shoulder. I opened my eyes.
"My Prince, you were screaming in your sleep!" Ayna was standing over my bed in pistachio-colored semi-transparent pajamas.
"I was having a bad dream," I explained, trying to calm her down and speak in a tranquil tone, though it wasn't easy.
Mr. G.I. clearly wanted to give me some important information, which could have explained the rift in time. Ayna had woken me up at, of course, a very bad time. On the other hand, it was also good that she woke me up. I might have said something out loud. I smiled at my assistant:
"Thanks for your concern..." I wanted to finish the sentence and send the girl back to sleep, but my gaze got caught on the knobby stitches and scars on the girl's stomach.
Ayna followed my gaze and explained, giving a slanted smile:
"An old wound from my sporting days. After conquering the no-rules fighting and survival contests, I tried my hand at gladiator combat as part of a women’s team, The Ulia Valkyries . The draw at the eighth-finals had us going against the former champions, though. The central attacker from The Tesse Killers , much to the fans' delight, disemboweled me with her trident. My entrails were strewn about the whole arena. They had to pick them up with a shovel... The medics saved me and sewed me up, though some of my internal organs are still damaged or even totally missing..."
"So that's why Miya isn't worried to leave you alone with her husband?" I guessed in a stroke of genius.
The girl nodded in silence and, after a bit of waiting, whispered, barely audibly:
"Yes. My womb and ovaries have been totally removed. I can't have children, and no operations or money can help me now..."
Ayna spent some time in silence, then suddenly gave a tortured smile:
"That made it very easy to undergo certification and get licensed to work with members of the upper aristocracy as a bodyguard or personal assistant."
"But for some reason, it doesn't look like that makes you too happy... Ayna, I don't yet know what can be done with you. But I assure you that if there is any way, I will help. You have my word as a Crown Prince!"
Standing change. Ayna Mentor's opinion of you has improved.
Presumed personal opinion of you: +58 (trusting)
* * *
After seven months of absence, Crown Prince Georg royl Inoky was about to make his first speech to his fleet. There was a huge amount riding on how it would be received, so I was feeling very anxious, though I was trying not to show it. The small hall of the space station had been able to fit all the captains and senior officers from the Unatari Star Fleet, but it wasn't easy. On my way up to the platform, I saw that many of those gathered were wearing Black Stars on their Orange House uniforms. These people had made it through many battles with me, but were now trapped in a fog. They had absolutely no idea what to expect from me, their unpredictable commander.
I greeted the officers and got a discordant mumble in reply. Off to a bad start! Once, their reply to the Prince had been an elated roar. Without
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