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She left Eron and walked back to her rooms still unsure of her own decision.

I can see the draw of the power he must feel. This isn't just about saving the people. He gets off on this. Who can blame him? Put in a position of being powerless for most of your life then to have it dumped in your lap? Hard to resist.

Just as she went to open the door Riddick opened it himself. He smiled. "I was about to come looking for you. They brought food." He stepped back and she came in.

"I'm almost afraid to eat it. Maybe I'll get Dame Vaako to become the food taster."

"Vaako's wife?"

"Yes, do you remember her? She's the one who led you like a dog on a leash when you got your mind read."

"No way in hell did she lead me. I came in here wanting to see what the hell was going on."

"I know that. She thought she had you though from the way Eron described it. Anyway, I had a little run in with her this morning."

"Oh? Cat fight?" He asked hopefully.

Jack snorted. "You wish. She called me a whore so I threatened to kill her and keep him since obviously the two men I had already whored myself out to weren't enough. I won't put up with shit like that."

He was hesitant to ask, not wanting to hear the answer he dreaded. "Does this mean…"

"That I'm staying? I swore to Danielle and Grant that I wouldn't let anyone drag me down and take me to a place I don't want to be. Not that you're dragging me down Riddick, but this is the last fucking place I want to be."

"Dammit Jack I need you. We wouldn't be gone forever."

"Almost two years!"

Feeling out of control of the situation he pulled her to him and slowly kissed her and she felt how anxious he was to keep her here with him. He spoke softly against her lips.

"I love you Jack. Stay."

Her breath hitched hearing him actually say the words. "You're a bastard."

His heart jumped hearing the resignation in her voice. "Is that yes?"

"I'll try." He picked her up hugged her to him afraid if he let her go she'd bolt. "You have to agree to a few things first."

"What's that?" He sat down and kept her firmly in his lap.

"You make it clear to everyone what we are to each other and that any insults or attacks will be swiftly dealt with."

"Done. Next?"

"I want to know of any woman who attempts to be anything more to you than a loyal subject. I'll deal with her myself."

"Not a problem."

"Eron. Elevate him from Purifier to your top advisor. I trust him and I know he will be honest with us."

"Like hell I wi-."

"Don't fight me on this. It's not negotiable. We need someone on the inside."

"I don't like this."

"In the words of Aereon, you don't have a choice." She pointed to the door leading to their bedroom. "Also, any problems either of us have never cross that threshold."

"Okay…anything else?"

"One last thing. These dresses are nice but I'm not wearing them all the time. I need Eron to get me something more comfortable."

"Something you can easily hid a shiv in?" He grinned.

"Something like that." They heard a knock at the door and she went to answer it. "Bet that's Eron." She opened the door and wasn't the least bit surprised. "Well, speak of the devil! Come in."

"I can't stay long. I was only wondering if you've made a decision?"

"Why is this so important to you?"

"When he is presented this afternoon, if you are staying, then you both will be presented together. After what happened with Dame Vaako, I want it made clear that you belong to Riddick. I believe it will dispel any notions that you belong to me or ever really did."

Riddick smirked. "Why Eron, are you afraid someone's going to come after you for my Jack by mistake?"

"I would prefer they do not."

"Eron, I am going to stay and try this." For a brief moment she saw a flicker of relief pass across his face and then it was gone. "Riddick needs a word with you before you go."

"Sit Eron." Riddick's tone still held a hint of malice where Eron was concerned so he quickly sat. "Do you have advisors?"

"Yes, we have two branches; military advisors and advisors for the faith."

"There is about to be a new advisor who they will have to come through to get to me."

"Of course I will be happy to assist you with candidates for the position. There are several wh-."

"No. The position had been filled."

He looked terribly confused. "May I ask by whom?"

"You."

Struck momentarily speechless it took him a moment to recover. "Me? Why?"

Riddick leaned forward just to make Eron squirm. "Make no mistake, you're still on my shit list but she trusts you and she's got good instincts about people. We need someone who knows this place inside and out. High Advisor to the Lord Marshall will be your new title."

"I am honored."

"I need something as well, actually two somethings." He turned his focus on her. "I like to carry a weapon on me and these dresses can't hide a damn thing. I need other clothing, something more like Riddick's clothing. Can you take me to do some shopping?"

"Whenever you're ready I can take you. What was the second thing?"

"I need to contact my friends and let them know that they won't be seeing me for much longer than we thought."

"I'm sorry but you cannot. Our system is designed only for intra-armada communication and we have no means of, nor need for communicating with anyone outside of our people."

"I can probably fix that if you'll show me your communication systems."

"Not unless you know how to fix the half-dead. We speak through them. Literally."

A horrified look crossed her face. "I'll have to contact them the next time we land then."

"I am sorry Kyra. I do have a question for your both. It's regarding Aereon. What would you have us do with her?"

Kyra look at Riddick and she knew he was thinking what she was. "Bitch got us into this. She's here for the ride. Set her up with modest quarters."

Three hours later, Riddick and Kyra were presented to all in the Necropolis and to the other larger ships in the armada as well. Riddick had to admire Eron. There was no doubt of his verbal abilities. The man could probably deliver a sermon that would even bring even the devil to his knees. Wearing his goggles he looked intimidating but the hall was dark enough that he didn't need them. She pulled them up, revealing his eyes.

"You look much more sinister this way. Just be sure to sneer a couple of times."

"Funny Jack."

He and Jack stood during the entire presentation. They were both dressed in black and she was wearing clothing similar to his that she had found in smaller sizes. Riddick tried in vain to get her to wear the dress but the last thing she wanted was to look like she was vulnerable and kept as his whore. He did keep a possessive arm around her waist the entire time, making it clear they were together.

Afterwards, they all went to a dining hall where the highest ranking Necros took their meals. Tables were arranged in long rows with the high table, on a raised platform, facing them. Jack, Riddick, and Eron took their seats there.

The banquet lasted several hours with the advisors and other importantly ranked people presenting themselves to Riddick who consulted often with both Eron and Jack about each one. Vaako was the last to present representing the military part of their operations.

"Lord Marshall, between us and the Threshold lay five other systems. Our plans are to continue through the Helion System, cleansing the last five planets, then moving to the Alpha Centauri system."

Riddick stood up, his voice strangely calm. "Whose plan is this?"

Vaako looked confused. "It is the Lord Marshall's plan."

He cocked his head to one side as if he were considering something. "Strange. I thought I was the Lord Marshall."

"I meant to say they are the plans of the late Lord Marshall."

"Just to be clear, he was killed by my hands?"

"Yes, Lord Marshall."

"Good. I'm glad we all agree because I do not walk in the shadow of another man. I bow to no man. And these plans are not my own."

"What would you have us do my lord?" His anger was rising but tried his best to contain it. Riddick had already sensed it though and Vaako had failed to keep it from his voice when he spoke.

Riddick pulled his shiv, twirled it and then sank its tip into the table top. "I don't think I like your tone Vaako." He looked around the room surveying the faces. "I am Riddick. I am your leader because I had to keep what I fucking killed. Your plans don't mean shit to me, which is why we will be going straight to the Underverse only stopping as necessary."

A low murmur of voices could be heard around the room. "And when we land?"

"Vaako, we will not attack. You may wander through their streets…unarmed and preach your faith. If you can get willing people, so be it. When we leave a planet, it will look like it did when we landed. That is my plan. Anyone not liking it or not liking us going straight to the Underverse," he grabbed his shiv out of the table "should see me personally."

Aereon quietly observed Riddick's declaration and a small smile appeared. "Taking to his role already. Natural leader that one."

The next day Riddick's duties as the Lord Marshall officially began. One day blurred into the next and not in a pleasant way as he endured endless meetings to bring him up to speed on the Necromonger structure of government and operations. After two weeks of them, if he had hair, he would have pulled it out by now. It wasn't yet noon and his head was throbbing listening to the advisors and the genleiders, those in charge of specific operations, drone on for four hours.

Riddick's fingers gripped the edge of the table. "Enough! Everyone out."

Conradin, an older, self-important man who coordinated the genleiders, did not appreciate being cut off. "But Lord Riddick, we have not yet finished presenting our operations to you."

Riddick's eyes slowly met his. "Your name would be?"

He swallowed with difficulty, his collar suddenly feeling too tight around his throat. "Conradin, my lord."

He narrowed his eyes and leaned forward on the table. "Conradin. Did I ask you to speak?"

"N-, no my lord you did not."

"I didn't think so. You are relieved of your duty."

"Relieved? I do not understand."

"Relieved, no longer wanted, fired, retired."

"Of no further use?" Eron supplied the last comment gaining a curious look from Riddick.

"Thank you Eron." He focused back on Conradin but still spoke to Eron. "See that new, lower ranking quarters are found for him and then we will talk of who will replace him after I have had a break from this shit."

He left the meeting heading for his own room, just for an hour of peace and solitude, but even that simple task wasn't going to happen easily. He rounded the corner leading to the door of his rooms and ran straight into her. Her hands were pressed against his chest as if she had raised them to brace herself for the impact.

"My Lord Marshall!" She had a look of surprise on her face that he suspected was feigned. He had not heard steps coming his way and a glance at her feet told him that her shoes would have made plenty of noise. "I'm afraid I was quite lost in thought and did not hear you coming. I do beg your pardon."

Keeping her hands against his chest a little too long and not making a move to withdraw them, he grabbed her wrists and pushed her a few steps back before releasing them. He was thoroughly annoyed. "Next time take an alternate route Dame Vaako."

A pleased smile graced her face. "You know my name."

"I know a lot of names." He made a move to go around her and she stepped in his way. His eyes narrowed into slits.

"My name is Rhiamon. I am something other than Dame Vaako, which is why I would like to tell you that I hated bringing you before the Quasi-Dead."

He cocked his head, crossing his arms in front of his chest. "That isn't what the look on your face said."

"My husband expects such convincing acts from me. It is his way of disguising his lust for power." He cocked an eyebrow at her and she took it as a sign of interest. "It is far less threatening to believe the wife is the one out for power. It makes him appear less dangerous. I fear his wrath when I do not please him. He has ways of punishing me that go beyond the need to feel pain."

"Not my concern."

Closing the space between them she put her hands back where they were and slid to her knees, letting her hands slide down him as well. She rested her head against his legs and he stiffened. "I beg you for protection. The last Lord Marshall was a horrible man who enjoyed the torment of others. He often praised Vaako's treatment of me. But you are not as he was."

She looked up at him "Lord Riddick." He looked down at her, and like a well trained actress, she had planned the execution of her role perfectly, right down to her dramatic pose and wardrobe. From his vantage point, much of her breasts were exposed to him and she kept her face lifted high to he could have a good view of her. Her voice turned husky when she next spoke to him.

"I am here to serve you my lord. I will do what pleases you. I will do…anything my Lord Riddick for your protection."

He looked pensive and she took his silence as a positive sign. I am so fucking tempted to set this bitch straight once and for all but Jack would have my ass. I know she'd love a piece of this woman and I think I can arrange that right now. He looked back down on her, a slight curve to his lips. "Anything Rhiamon?" He took her hand and pulled her up. "Anything covers a lot of ground."

Her heart was racing but she swallowed her enthusiasm and gave him a look that said she was willing to do anything. "Yes. Anything." She meant it, too. If Vaako could not seize the power for them both, then she would do what she needed to gain it for them…or at least for herself.

"Interesting. However, I require proof of your…devotion to serve me before I'll offer you anything. Tomorrow night, the level two conservatory at eleven o'clock. I'll make sure the room is clear for us."

Yet another man who is led by his baser instincts. "I will be there."

"And Rhiamon…miss this and the opportunity will never be yours again." She graced him with a seductive smile and he watched her walk away, knowing she was walking as she was for his benefit.

He just shook his head and suppressed his laughter until he got into his rooms, then let it out and quite loudly. She had been lounging on the sofa reading their Necro bible when his roar of laughter caught her completely off guard. She put the book down and got up walking over to him. He was still chuckling and it made her laugh as well.

"Spill it Riddick, what has gotten into you?" Jack saw that Eron had snuck in behind him and had an odd look on his face.

"I just wrapped you a present." Sensing someone was behind him he turned around, irritated when he saw Eron. "What are you doing here?" He noticed Eron looked fidgety and he had arrived here immediately after him. He saw the whole thing, or at least listened to it. From the looks of him, he didn't know I was fucking with her head.

A present? Eron couldn't think of anything that Riddick could have just wrapped. He had been with the man all day.

"I'm expecting him, but back to you. What is this about you wrapping me a present?"

"Eron, I was just telling Jack about a present that I just wrapped for her." The man looked confused. Work with me Eron. "I thought I would give it to her tomorrow night…say eleven o'clock…in the level two conservatory?"

It took about two seconds for the puzzled look to be replaced with devilish merriment. "Oh, that present…yes, I think the time and place will be perfect and I would be happy to assist in any way I can Lord Riddick."

Riddick grinned. "Good Eron. And it's Riddick when no other Necros are around."

Jack eyes them both suspiciously. "Okay, I know something is going on here…something weird. What are you hiding?"

"You'll just have to wait until tomorrow evening."

She glared at Riddick. "You know how much I hate waiting. Especially when it's a surprise." She looked at Eron with a glint in her eye, walked over to him and looped her arm through his. "Come Eron…let's go for a walk."

Riddick was just about to threaten the man if he talked but Eron beat him to it. "I am completely on his side with this. You won't be the only one who will delight in what he's giving you and I will not spoil it."

"Smart man. Keep that up Eron and you may just get off my shit list."

Jack had relentlessly tried for almost two hours to coerce the information from Eron without success. Frustrated she let him go to attend another meeting with Riddick. She changed her clothes and made her way to the gym level of the ship where she met Dame Vaako leaving it. She gave Jack a sweet smile that about made her sick.

"My lady, enjoying our gym I see."

"Yes, I am. I'm in need of a sparring partner. You should change and join me." She picked up one of her manicured hands. "On second thought, you might break a claw. Have a nice day Dame Vaako."

"I will my lady. I will."

She had been down here daily after lunch, both with and without Riddick for a couple of hours each day. It was a decent facility and it gave her the means to vent her emotional frustration at being caught here. They even had a few fight simulators that she used to spar with. It was a great way to fight. It registered hits for both sides but no physical impact was involved. She also received analysis of the fight. However for Jack, there was nothing like the real thing.

After warming up she taped her hands and started with the boxing and kick boxing bags. Out of the corner of her eye she caught a small group of Necro men who had stopped what they were doing and they were looking in her direction. Something is up. They aren't just looking at me.

Not stopping, she slightly slowed her actions, listening for movement and watching for the unexpected. I've got a guy behind me. Where she was standing, the lighting in the room cast her shadow to her right. Looking down, a second shadow was moving her way. It was almost on top of hers and quickly moved as she heard him grunt as and swing at her. Ducking, she avoided his arm, took a step back and delivered a high side kick to his chest and he stumbled back a step. That's when she got a good look at him.

"Jarrod?"

"Miss me Kyra?" he sneered.

He took advantage of her break in concentration and kicked her from the front. She had pulled back, but not enough, and his foot struck her in the shoulder sending her falling back. She rolled out of it and stood up. He was advancing, leaving her little room to move. Fuck! My back is almost at the wall. Jarrod smiled at her.

"Been waiting a long time for this Kyra."

"What? For me to kick your ass again? Too bad Grant pulled me off of you or I might have just finished the job I started eight years ago."

His eyes darkened and his face turned into a scowl. "Payback's a bitch Kyra."

"So am I."

Angy, Jarrod attempted a roundhouse kick. His set up was slow enough that she anticipated it. Sloppy! Looks like he hasn't trained in a while. His kick was coming at her left side. She caught his ankle, pulled up his leg and rammed into his chest with her shoulder as hard as she could. As he was falling she brought his leg up further, then bent her knee and brought it down forcefully into his crotch as she pulled her hidden shiv. He wasn't stopping. Seeing his conversion scars she realized he felt no pain and her move on him had been useless. He wasn't going to stop unless she killed him.

She went to stab him up under his ribcage but felt herself being pulled back off of him. She screamed her own frustration as Jarrod rose and kicked the knife out of her hand. Then he punched her hard in the face.

"You shouldn't have come by yourself. Get her face down on the floor."

Dropped to the mat and trapped beneath the other man, all she could see was his feet coming her way. Than another pair of feet came up behind his. She heard a snapping noise and Jarrod fell to the mat dead. His companion was pulled off of her and met with the same fate. She looked and a hand was extended to help her up. Vaako was on the other end of it.

She clasped his wrist and he pulled her up, her questioning eyes meeting his. "Why?"

He looked utterly baffled by her question. "I do not understand."

"Why not let them do what they were going to do? Why not just walk on by? Why help me?"

"My duty is to my faith and the Lord Marshall. As his..." He stopped not knowing how to label her.

She smirked at his discomfort. "Prettier half?"

"My lady, you belong to the Lord Marshall and I will protect what he values. Doing so I protect my faith."

"I can buy that. But what doesn't make sense is how they got on this ship. I know them from Helion Prime, which we just left. Am I mistaken to think that every Necromonger on this ship has to be of a certain status or rank to even come aboard? Surely they couldn't have attained such status since the invasion took place."

She was right. Something was amiss and he suspected his wife had her hand in it. "No my lady, you are not mistaken."

"Then how did they get on board Vaako? I've been coming here regularly. Anyone following me these past two weeks could have set this up."

"I will check all transport logs and find which vessel they were on and how long they have been on board. We keep records of authorizations for such trips. My report will go straight to the Lord Marshall himself. I'll have a few of my men jettison these two out of the nearest airlock"

She knew of only one person who would set this up and she had passed her when she entered the gym. She wasn't about to let him know that. It was time to see which side Vaako was really on. Would he support his wife or ally himself with Riddick?

"I will let him know to expect it." He slightly bowed his head to her and turned to leave. "Vaako?"

"Yes, my lady."

"Thank you." He slightly bowed his head again, acknowledging her thanks and left the gym. She picked up her shiv, rolled it in her hand and put it back in its place. She touched her face then licked her lip and tasted blood.

"Now I really want to beat the shit out of someone."

Jack didn't see Riddick that night. He had chosen to forge ahead and complete tomorrow's meetings in the evening so he would have time to prepare her "present." She was asleep by the time he came in so telling him of what happened would have to wait. The next morning she felt lips on her neck and smiled. He turned her face toward his and she winced in pain. That's when he saw how bruised she was.

"What happened to you?"

"I was attacked yesterday in the gym by a man I knew from Helion Prime. I had a particularly bad run in with him when I was fourteen. He had a friend help him, too. I could have healed this up but I wanted you to see it."

Riddick jumped from the bed pulling on his clothes. "Where are they?"

"Dead." He stopped and his hands were fisted from fury knowing he wouldn't get to kill them himself.

"You killed them?"

"I was set to kill one when his friend pulled me off of him and held me. That's when I got punched and held to the floor. Next thing I knew, they were both on the mat next to me, dead. You'll love this twist. Vaako did it. He killed them both." The look of surprise on his face must have mirrored the look she had on hers when she realized it was Vaako who had saved her. "I asked him why and he said it was for the faith to protect what was yours."

"Something isn't right here."

"I know. Vaako knew it, too. They should have never been on this ship. He's doing some research that he'll report to you directly as to how they got on board and who would have helped them."

"I'm going to see him right now." She jumped out of bed and grabbed his arm.

"No. There's more. I'll give you three guesses who I ran into leaving the gym as I went in."

He thought for a moment. "I only need one. Dame Vaako."

"You got it. I didn't tell him that bit of information though. Riddick, this is our chance to know where he stands. Is he with his wife or is he with us? Let him come to you."

"And if he doesn't?"

"He will, he said he would and I told him you would expect him. I can also get Eron to look into the same logs he is, just to verify his story."

"Okay, I'll wait. But if I don't have answers before dinner, I'm going after him." He kissed her forehead.

She wrapped her arms around his waist. "So...what's my present?"

He smiled down at her. "Damn you're impatient. Next time I won't even tell you until it's time. I have a feeling that you'll like it more than I first thought. Let's see if we can get your face healed up."

It was noon and Riddick was in a foul mood. He had not seen Dame Vaako or her husband. Eron had already delivered the information that she had been responsible for bringing the men here over two hours ago and he was beginning to think the worst of Vaako. Walking to the dining hall with Eron, he heard someone calling his name. He knew it was Vaako before he even turned around.

"My lord, may I have a word?"

"You can have more than that as long as you tell me who the fuck came after Jack."

"This will explain it." He handed Riddick a report, who handed it right back to him. "I have no time to read through this. Tell me yourself."

He watched Vaako's jaw clench and felt the anger coming off the younger man. "My lord, it was my lady wife who was responsible for the attack."

Riddick watched the man carefully and saw nothing that said he was in on her plan. "Does she know?"

"No. I had suspected it was her and I shared none of this with her. She does not act for the faith but for herself."

"Sounds to me like you need a divorce."

"Necromonger unions are only dissolved at death."

Riddick gave Vaako a devious smile. "You need to come to a small party I'm throwing tonight."

It was quarter 'til eleven when the knock came at her door. Jack ran and opened it up and Eron was standing there. "He's not coming to get me?"

"He needs to stay there, to make sure your present isn't spoiled."

"What are we waiting on? Let's go!"

Eron took her to the conservatory but not through the main entrance. There was a large balcony that overlooked the entire room and that is where he took her. "Why are we up here?"

"Because your present will be down there." The door opened behind them and Vaako appeared. "Vaako, just in time."

"Not to be rude, but why are you here?"

"Lord Riddick said I should come. I do not know why."

It was nearing eleven and the lights went almost totally black. The only ambient light came from the stars outside.

"He has asked that both of you remain quiet. No movement, no speaking, no noises. He also asked me to tell you Kyra that you may choose to share your present with Vaako."

"I don't share well." She looked at Vaako and shrugged. "Sorry, but I don't."

Eron just smiled. "You may just change your mind."

The doors below them opened and light from the hall filled the room until they closed again. The click of a woman's heels could be heard as her feet met the surface of the marble floor.

"My Lord Riddick?"

Both Jack and Vaako recognized her voice immediately and looked at each other, then at Eron who put his fingers to his lips.

"Are you here?"

"Behind you Rhiamon Vaako." She swiftly turned around but could not see him yet, her eyes not yet adjusted to the low light. "I can't see you."

"Come closer." He had adopted an almost sensual tone to his voice. She took a few steps then stopped. "Closer." She took another few steps and he walked out from between two pillars. She could only see his reflective eyes, then the rest of him came into focus.

"I have thought of nothing else but this meeting with you since we spoke yesterday."

"Really. Tell me Rhiamon. Just what do you hope to gain again?"

"Protection, from my lord husband. From his lust for power and for using me as his pawn. From his cruelty."

"And you would do…anything for my protection?"

"Yes."

"On your knees."

"My lord?"

"NOW!"

She jerked back from the command he roared, but quickly sank to her knees. This was not the "anything" she had expected.

He came forward and started circling her. "Good. You've had since yesterday afternoon to think about this. To think about the proof of your devotion that I might demand. What did you think I would say? What did you expect?"

"I don't know." She was growing nervous.

"You're lying. Tell me Rhiamon. Or I'll leave right now."

"I expected to give myself to you, my lord."

"Give yourself? What, like a pet? You'll have to be more specific. I'm growing bored."

"Sleep with you."

"Sleep?" Riddick was behind her and he looked up at the balcony as he spoke. "I have a woman I sleep with every night." He could see Jack and had to swallow his laughter seeing the fury on her face. Eron had to hold her back to keep her from running down the balcony stairs prematurely. Vaako was seething as well, wanting to get his hands on his wife and not in a romantic way.

"I would become your consort. Making myself available to you when it suited you and more when you grow bored with your breeder."

"Consort? Fancy word for whore more like it. Why didn't you just say so? You're offering to be my personal whore on the side to fuck me whenever I feel like it. You have no problem with that?"

"No, my lord. If it means your protection."

"Do you like presents?"

"I don't understand." She had no idea where he was going with this.

"It's a simple question. Do…you…like…presents?"

"Yes, my lord I do. What woman doesn't enjoy receiving presents?"

"Haven't found a woman yet who doesn't. Isn't that right Jack?"

Panicked and realizing that she had been set up, she quickly rose and turned around, coming eye to eye with Jack.

Jack smiled at her. "I did warn you, didn't I?" Dame Vaako took a step back. "I mean, I thought I had made it perfectly clear where your place was. All you had to do was stay there and not FUCK with me. But no, not only did you not stay there, you threw yourself at Riddick, giving him some fucked up story about your husband."

She was vehement and out to salvage what she could. "It's true! He is horribly cruel to me if I do not do as he wishes. He is the one who wants your Riddick dead. I only wanted his protection. I am desperate."

"Why the bullshit? There is no need for deception where Riddick is concerned. If you were truly in need, he would help. Your lies only feed your guilt."

"I am sorry my lady. I could not take that chance. Believe me when I say Vaako is the one with the lust for power, not I."

"I think Vaako would say otherwise. What do you say we ask him?" She put her hand up and beckoned him to come down. He jumped from the low balcony landing right behind Jack.

Dame Vaako looked upon her husband with horror. He had heard everything and the savage ferocity in his eyes was like a dagger poised to strike her heart.

"Good evening lady wife."

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