Six
Sithe
The Spiderwasp is a top-class dreadnought.
As Catarine turns her odd eyes away from me to it, her expression is the correct one.
Fear.
Its planet-ending array makes even me a little uncomfortable. It was built for one purpose.
To establish dominance.
No one will ever best the Arrisan empire. We will strike first. We will strike hard. We will force all others to cower before us, and no race in this universe will ever threaten us again.
Her hair is long and textured, finer than mine, and a darker brown than her eyes.
I can still feel the threads against my fingertips.
“What kind of ship is this?” she asks quietly.
“A dreadnought.”
“And what do you do on it?”
“Conquer.” Is there any other thing that you do on a ship?
She taps her fingertips against the screen. “What ab
