Lokhar’s quarters were fairly moderate, mostly bare of belongings save for a picture of Dradvia next to the bed. There were weapons on the walls but that was it for decoration. He had always been a man of simple pleasures. There was a single window looking out into the blackness of space. Lokhar paced up and down his quarters anxiously awaiting the arrival of Dradvia, his most prized slave and long lost companion. He had paid a high price for her return and was desperate to see her again. Ever since the day she left he had searched the far reaches of the quadrant. At long last she had been found again. His heart was pounding as he paced, he hadn’t known a feeling like it for a very long time. He had hardened his heart to most feelings, they only got in the way for a Pirate and slaver but this was…different. Almost exciting, like the build up to a raid, the anticipation of the kill. Of course he would never kill Dradvia. He would punish her yes, she had left him to die, after all he had done for her. How could she!? He had given her food, shelter, a place in his home and on his ship. She had thrown that all away. He began to get angry and then clenched his fists, took a breath and calmed himself. He continued to pace, deep in thought.

10 minutes past, but it felt like hours. The door to his quarters opened and his men dragged Dradvia into the room. Lokhar had been looking out the window. He continued to do so as he heard the doors open. He controlled the urge to turn sharply. Eventually, one of his men coughed awkwardly.
“We’ve brought her as requested Sir.” The man said. Lokhar grinned and turned around. He was awestruck by her beauty, he couldn’t believe his eyes.
“You sure this is her?” He asked. The men nodded. Lokhar smiled, it was a smile that never seemed to reach his eyes so one was left wandering whether he was ever being genuine.
“Dee. Welcome home.” He said.

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