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... was even, though his pulse was trying to punch its way out of his throat.
Dax repeated the name like he was rolling it over his tongue. "Malek." His eyes narrowed with that same dissecting curiosity. "You’re not part of my household," Dax went on, eyes flicking briefly over Christopher’s plain black server’s jacket. "Nor Trevor’s. Nor the Empire’s own staff."
It wasn’t a question, and yet Christopher felt cornered.
"No, Your Majesty," Chris admitted. "Called in last minu ...
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