"Yes I mean it, I mean us working together, I want us to be safe, after all we use the same dark matter to keep breathing, don't we?" Volca asked Emperor Tai.
He looked at her in wonder. "What?" He asked her. He did not understand the last part of her sentence and indeed peoved himself to be a foolish King.
"Pa, I see that you still don't get it," she said and moved closer to him. She began to massage his shoulders. He started liking her dearly. 'Indeed a great daughter. Might as well use her,' he thought inside her his head. The quality of making use of people never left his head.
