Chapter 39: Power Of The Gods Part 2

The guards stood to attention. A figure stood in the doorway, waiting for the force field to be lowered. He was tall and broad as most Trimadians tended to be and had shoulder length jet black hair, but he looked as if he had sampled the good life too much judging by the rather rotund middle. He wore long robes with a golden sparkling belt. He blatantly looked her up and down, his gaze then locked on her face. He had a maniacal look in his eyes which made Kate feel very uneasy. “It’s finally nice to meet you at last, Ms. Willard.”

Kate grimaced. “Call me Kate.”

“Or should I be calling you Queen Leah?”

“Yeah, that’s my alter ego,” she quipped. “Do I need these?” she held up her shackled wrists. She cringed inside as he stepped into her personal space, his eyes roved distinctively down her latticed top to the shackles. “I think you suit them,” he breathed salaciously. Kate hated him that second.