"For you to not make enough of a scene such that my choices are sending you home to be assassinated or taking you into the harem to protect you," Dorrek hissed out before going to the nearby couch to collapse on it.

Without all the poise and presence of an emperor he looks... young. He looks young. Maybe eighteen or nineteen. But young and tired.

"Fucking hell I always knew coming back to Earth was going to be a whole fucking thing!"