Hope was so intent on visualizing Piras and Kila that she
didn’t react immediately when they materialized in her room. It was the third
Kalquorian standing with them who made her register that actual, living men
stood there staring at her. Even with the mystery Kalquorian added to the set,
Hope blinked at them a full two seconds before it occurred to her they were right there, standing next to her bed,
in the flesh.
As a flash of shock shot through her body, her mouth dropped
open to scream. Kila leaned over and clamped his hand over it. At the same time,
Piras stooped down so he was eye level with her. He spoke quickly. “We’re not
here to hurt you. We’re spies loyal to the Empire. We want to help you and your
father stop Copeland.”
She stared at him, absorbing the words. Spies? Against the
Holy Leader?
Kila added, “I’m going to let you go, and we’ll bring your
father into the conversation. We have information which will help him in his
revolt against Copeland. Can we trust you to not scream, Hope?”
He knew her name. She couldn’t imagine why that was her
first lucid thought. At least I’m not
panicking, she thought. Then she noticed how hard and fast her heart
drummed. Her body knew to freak out, but her mind was slow on the draw.
Could she trust them? Did she have a choice? Dear prophets,
there were three alien men in her bedroom, and she was in her bed, wearing a
nightgown. A nightgown which covered her from throat to foot, but a nightgown
just the same. It was enough to make her feel vulnerable.
She’d damned sure better pray she could trust them because they’d
done the impossible. She’d watched them appear out of thin air.
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