My World And Welcome To It, V

Where is that Xia'saan bitch? Where is she? And where is her cursed battlefleet?

I've been searching the galaxy for her. The Akkad--my spies, my suntroops--are everywhere in Maqu. But they haven't found her yet. An entire galaxy...even so, there aren't that many places she can hide. Out of millions of planets, only a tiny fraction are habitable. Of those, an even tinier fraction have starfaring technology. She's untrackable in the interstellar regions but she can't hide there forever. Her ship--eventually she'll have to put in for provisions and repairs. Somewhere. And when she does, I'll take her. Again.

I don't need her battlefleet to win this war. The Akkad is mighty enough to fight on two fronts. But having her fleet will make my victory that much easier. With it, I can handily crush the Vst and the Fifteen. The Vst, those upstarts who demand their economic freedom from the Akkad. And the Fifteen--including Xia'saan--that created the the Akkad as a puppet to feed their bloated ambitions in Maqu. With or without her battlefleet, soon they will all dance to my tune--and the Akkadian puppet will have become the puppeteer.

And her, the bitch-queen--she loved me, once. I know she did. Mark me, she will love me again. Oh, yes. She will. I will make her love me...