But threats usually did the trick when it came to their subjugated races. This time shouldn't be any different.
Yet, that pit in her stomach still wasn't clearing. She still felt like something bad was going to happen and had no idea what that could be.
For all his current threat factor, the Mens'ave commander was surprisingly docile.
Tiffany was about to force the two noblewomen into the field to fight for the throne, when her comm beeped in her ear.
Tapping her ear, she picked up the transmission.
"What?! I'm busy!" she snapped.
"I'm sorry, Ma'am. A preliminary inspection of the ship has just come in, and I have good news," the captain said, recoiling from her angry tone.