My World And Welcome To It, V

Where is that Xia’saan bitch? Where is she? And where is her cursed battlefleet?

I’ve been searching the galaxy for her. The Akkad–my spies, my suntroops–are everywhere in Maqu. But they haven’t found her yet. An entire galaxy…even so, there aren’t that many places she can hide. Out of millions of planets, only a tiny fraction are habitable. Of those, an even tinier fraction have starfaring technology. She’s untrackable in the interstellar regions but she can’t hide there forever. Her ship–eventually she’ll have to put in for provisions and repairs. Somewhere. And when she does, I’ll take her. Again.

I don’t need her battlefleet to win this war. The Akkad is mighty enough to fight on two fronts. But having her fleet will make my victory that much easier. With it, I can handily crush the Vst and the Fifteen. The Vst, those upstarts who demand their economic freedom from the Akkad. And the Fifteen–including Xia’saan–that created the the Akkad as a puppet to feed their bloated ambitions in Maqu. With or without her battlefleet, soon they will all dance to my tune–and the Akkadian puppet will have become the puppeteer.

And her, the bitch-queen–she loved me, once. I know she did. Mark me, she will love me again. Oh, yes. She will. I will make her love me…

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