>>5573603“Meloka, that's enough!” you say, projecting your voice over the two women's arguing. Your wife immediately steps back, noticeably staying between Queen Komand'r and the dying man while the royal turns to face you. “I got what I needed.”
“What-You-Where did you go?” she asks, an accusatory tone in her voice. “What are you up to?”
“Oh, nothing much. Was just getting the video of my scouter backed up.” you tell her, tapping the tiny machine on your face. “The video of you attacking and murdering a foreign people's emissary, and a noble of their race to boot.”
As you say this her eyes widen, at first shocked, then confused, rapidly followed by being furiously angry. Her eyes blaze crimson as she unconsciously taps into that magic gem hanging around her neck, arms trembling in barely-restrained fury.
“You-! YOU! You... devious bastard!” she says, her fury giving way to incredulity as you hear her trying to hold back her laughter. “Did you really just play me? Son of a bitch!”
You'd anticipated her fury, her wrath, but not...This. Her sudden laughter, clutching her sides is rather more unsettling to you than her anger, honestly. With her laughing about you having blackmail on her, you're left completely unsure as to how to react. And it would seem that you're not the only one. Your wife's fury vanishes, replaced with confusion as she backs further away from the queen uncertainly. Even her soldiers look to each other, low murmurs from them mirroring your own confusion.
“I never even saw it coming.” she replies, raising a hand and actually wiping a tear from her eye before raising her gaze back to you before looking over at the dying Shokan prince. “You got me to remove a nuisance to yourself and incriminate myself, all in one fell swoop. Hell, was he in on it too?”
“Who, Goro? No, I'd honestly forgotten he was still here.” you tell her, which only causes her to break back out in laughter once again. She tries to talk through her laughter, you only catching the word 'coincidence' as she giggles uncontrollably to herself. It takes her another minute or so to settle back down, her usual scowl or smug look replaced with one of genuine seeming happiness. For some reason.
“Not gonna lie, I didn't take you for the type. But you got me.” she replies, holding her hands out to her sides palms towards you. “I'm completely at your mercy. So, <span class="mu-i">General</span> Karn, what are your demands?”
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