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We rose to our feet, shimmying up the wall with the method I had used earlier.

We shuffled forward before the guard reached into his pocket, dialed in a code, and pressed a button.

The restraints on our ankles popped open and we were allowed to walk freely.

The cuffs on our wrists remained locked.

“He wants to see you!” the guard howled. “Now! Hurry up!”

He bent down to scoop up the restraints and followed in our wake.

We could have launched an attack and attempted an escape… but the timing was not right.

We needed weapons and although we might manage to get the rifles from the guards, I was not confident we could fight for very long—especially not with so many guards surrounding us in the hallways.

But if and when the time came, when the element of surprise was on our side, tilting the scales of favor just enough in our favor, we would take full advantage.

A Krev warrior was worth ten of these creatures.

And so we shuffled down the hallway and back towards where I thought they had intended on taking me in the first place.

The Captain’s quarters.

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No matter how hard I screamed at the creatures, telling them I was the real Krev prince, they simply refused to believe me.

In fact, the harder I argued, the more convinced they became that I couldn’t possibly be the Prince!

If I had known how they would react, I never would have handed myself over to them in the first place!

I had honestly thought that by giving myself to them they would accept their mission was complete and take me away, leaving Feon and Beth in peace.

Instead, I had only succeeded in weakening our tiny band, reducing our chances of escape, and giving the Ukmat the leverage they needed to manipulate Feon into handing himself over too!

Some tactician I turned out to be!

They dumped me in that room to dwell on my mistake.

It wasn’t twenty minutes later when the door popped open and another figure was dumped alongside me.

I figured Feon would give himself up after it became apparent the Ukmat weren’t convinced I was who I claimed.

I watched, irritated and lost in my own little world as he shuffled over to me.

Initially, I hadn’t picked up on his plan—not to reveal which one of us was the real prince - until he looked at me pointedly.

I thought if the Ukmat had a native Krev member among their crew, he could easily have read our body language and the words we’d chosen, analyze the pointed looks, and understood immediately which of us was the true prince…

But the Ukmat were an arrogant lot and did not pursue friendships with species they considered beneath them.

And so, they remained ignorant of the truth.

They seemed to believe that just because they could adopt the appearance of an alien species, they could also think the same way too.

And perhaps they could—if they had enough education on the history and culture of each species.

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