Saelis listened without interruption.
The tension in the air had shifted, subtly but unmistakably. The Commissar's explanation carried a weight that went beyond the literal meaning of her words. The slight pause before she spoke, the careful selection of phrasing, the deliberate honesty...
Saelis did not answer immediately.
Silence, in places like this, often said more than words. She let the question settle between them while she studied the two Imperials properly now that their attention had shifted toward her.
The Commissar's posture carried authority even through the haze of...
The bar had been loud for some time. Voices overlapped with bursts of laughter, the dull clink of bottles, and the static hiss of cheap neon lights struggling to cut through the grime that coated every surface of the hive. To most patrons, it all blended into background noise, but to Saelis, it...
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