Kaleesh reached out and grabbed one of the bottles of wine that stood on the table, pouring both himself and Arran a glass.
"Since I already paid for the wine," he said, "it would be a shame to let it go to waste." He took a sip from his glass, and as he tasted the deep-red liquid, a look of surprise crossed his face. "Better than I expected. You should have some."
Arran, however, had no interest in wine, and he gave the captain an impatient look. "You said you'd tell me about the enemies we'll face in the Desolation."
"And so I will," Kaleesh said. "But first, I must explain some things about the history of the Imperium."
"History?" Arran asked flatly. While the Imperium's history was doubtless fascinating, he was far more interested in the enemies they'd face. But it seemed Kaleesh had no intention of getting straight to the point.
