Simbir looked me over suddenly not looking so bored and came closer. I held still, knowing this was going to impact how much I was trusted. He'd told me that some hormones had little to no effect, so I just had to pretend that was happening with him, even if it wasn't.
Slowly, the Frentin male came closer, reaching to put his hands around my waist. I didn't hide all of my nervousness, but I kept cooperative. Somehow I simply had to resist but appear willing to try.
Before he could do more than pull me close and try to encourage me to lean into him and inhale, there was the sound of something clattering in one of the rooms. Immediately the woman in there let out a frustrated yell and more bangs and shouts followed.
"It seems we'll need to come back to this," he said as he pulled away.
"What's wrong?"
The corridor outside was quiet but I was careful anyway, opening the door only a fraction and peeking out. Now I had to balance getting out of the room before Simbir came back and avoiding anyone else moving through the slave compound.It remained quiet and I saw no one so I put the cover back on the door lock making sure the wires were unconnected so no one else inside could open it and moved further out and pulled the door shut behind me. It clicked and locked again.This was it. If I didn't get away now I would probably never get another good chance for some time. I had to find a way now. Moving down the hallway back to the shop front I tried not to shake too much. I'd never had so much adrenaline coarse through me. My heart raced in my chest, so hyped that I could feel it.Still I moved onward, constantly listening and constantly
I growled as the slaver leaned in and tried to kiss my neck. At the same time I reached for the knife I'd stolen and held it against his side, putting on enough pressure I knew he'd feel it.He lifted his head as I growled at him."Do you really think my master, Icaan, the royal prince himself, would send his slave out here if she couldn't handle herself and resist Frentin who didn't respect the rules?" I demanded, sounding braver and far fiercer than I truly felt.Fear was keeping me lucid enough to manage to show the anger I also felt.He studied me."Icaan? I don't believe you. He's-""Not a real prince right now. I know. Which is why he's only finally kept a slave because he found one who doesn't melt the second one of you l
As I finally spotted the number I needed on the wall I felt a wave of relief wash over me, and my tired legs found a new burst of speed.I rounded the corner to see the docking bay and several familiar ships. Not all of them were ones I recognised, but many were, including Icaan's. I hesitated, aware that if I could see his ship then his could probably see me. While there was a chance Icaan would be doing something else and not paying attention, there was also a chance he would be.After taking a deep breath and studying the ships before me, I darted to the left and around behind a different ship. Icaan had parked my vessel on the left side of his and it gave me a chance to sneak up to mine without him seeing me.Of course, I then had to tackle the problem of getting my ship up and out of the area without getting caught, but so far I
Trying not to panic, I focused on what I could hear. The mechanic was making enough noise that at least every few minutes I could hear him as he got on with the task.As time ticked by, I began to ache, the areas of me resting on containers hurting the most. Now and then I tried to shift, but I was wedged in around the contents of the cargo box and wary of making too much noise.I froze and strained my ears to hear as I heard someone bang loudly on the side of the hull."Coming!" the mechanic yelled. Once more I heard his footsteps as he came through to the cargo hold and moved to the hatch. It opened with a lot more noise."Enforcers?" the Frentin engineer said in a slightly higher pitch. "What can I do to help you?""We're looking for the slave who used to own t
Sitting in the seat, I strapped in and then my jaw fell open. On the HUD was a timer and instructions on exiting the dock. The mechanic had already applied to leave and I didn't have long to wait before I could fly right out of here.For a moment I didn't know what to do with myself. I had a free run to fly out of there and try to get out of Frentin space.It was only as I finally thought about that part of the journey that I realized I wasn't ready. I didn't have any food. There was clearly plenty of water, and I'd got more than enough fuel now as well, but food. I was going to need to eat something.Panicked, I tried to unstrap and get up, but the timer only had a few minutes left on it.There was only one way I might have time to find food. If the cargo crates sat nearby had any in. But I'd only
Within another twenty minutes I received an update to the alert on my escape. A reward for returning me.I blinked several times as I read what it said. It was a phenomenal amount of money. Almost double what Icaan had been paid for me. Could I really be worth being returned for that amount?I quickly flicked through the details and tried to work out what could make me seem so valuable. Because if I was truly worth that amount then I was going to find it a lot harder to get away than I had believed.The notes mentioned that my ship needed to be in good shape and also included. It all made me feel a lot worse in one way, but also very curious.Had Icaan been selling me and the ship for a fraction of what we'd paid or was there more to it? I had no way of knowing.I
I frowned as the larger ship didn't seem to stop pursuing me and I didn't get a response either. What were they thinking? Were they trying to decide if I was bluffing or not. Reaching out to Icaan on some kind of longer range communication system to see if he'd confirm? Coming after me without bothering to say anything else because it was clear I was lying?"Okay," the voice said a moment later, sounding a little defeated. "I'm going to trust you since you clearly came in with Icaan earlier and I trust him. But he better be coming through here soon. If he doesn't I'm going to come right after you.""Oh, don't worry," I replied. "You'll see him. I don't doubt he'll be no more than an hour or two behind me.""Good."I cut the comms as the patrol ship dropped behind. As I sat back and flicked the ship
With two of each of my seed packets planted and ready for me to try and grow them, I opened a meal packet and chowed down on the noodle dish I'd never had before. It was delicious hot and soon had my stomach making happier rumbling noises.I left everything else where it had been, intending to save the tin of shortbread as a victory meal when I was safely out of Frentin land and planning to trade the coffee beans for more ration packs at the first available opportunity.I couldn't say for sure when that would be but focusing on one problem at a time was still working pretty well as a plan. No reason why I couldn't keep doing that until I was out the other side of the mess I'd inadvertently got myself into. Because I did blame myself for everything.If I had been thinking clearly and not won over by the money offered to chart somewhere