SPARTA
KAVALIAN EMBASSY
The door hissed open loudly, shorting out the security system and allowing Qurot to burst into Athani's room on the second floor of the embassy. Qurot marched right into the room as if he owned it, gripping the data pad tightly in his hand and a large smile decorating his cat like features.
"You belong to me now Athani'Puat! A full day earlier than I had expected woman!" He bellowed too loudly, his voice carrying humor and arrogance as his eyes darted back and forth. "Your father has…"