I nodded. “Besides, we don’t know if the accident was truly that or some kind of attack.”
Tark’s jaw clenched, but he was considering. He hadn’t said no yet. I didn’t want to be sent back to the harem, twiddling my thumbs and idly letting the world pass me by. Someone might die if I didn’t help and that went against everything inside of me.
“Consider that it could be a distraction to steer everyone from the harem,” I added. “You must admit there are many who do not like me. Hurting me means hurting you.”
Tark didn’t like my comments, but I could see he knew them to be a very distinct possibility.
“Please, Tark,” I begged. “I am of more value to this planet, to you as high councilor, to you as a mate than just a breeder. You may think me a murderer, but I am skilled at what I do. Let me
