Chapter 13“Huh? You took a tissue sample?!” Lydia didn't know whether to be honored or alarmed. “Forgive me, but what possible importance does my genetic profile have? What's going on here, Mela?”
The other woman looked at her from across the table. In her gaze was a terrifying concern. She had just told Lydia she'd received the dossier on Icarus Terzi.
Lydia continued when the only response she got was silence. “First, you tell me I look like the Emperor's nephew, once removed, and now, you want to compare my genes with his? What in Hades is going on?”
“Don't get upset, Lydia. I realize how difficult this must be for you. Detained by Imperial Infection Control, kidn*pped by a faction among your own people, arrested by the Imperial Bureau of Suspicion. And now all this.”
Lydia snorted.
