father?“Are you the Assistant to my father?” Greeka asked and kept breathing heavily, showing signs of increased anger and frustration.
“I am your father’s Assistant, my dear, and there is one thing I will not put up with: a demanding and unfriendly daughter of the Vice-Supreme One. You should be glad that he wanted you here so you could accompany him on his way back to Obelum,” the Assistant said in a stern voice and with a disgruntled expression. “Take the Vice-Supreme One’s daughter inside the mansion while I talk to these three terrorists,” the Assistant ordered rudely as he walked over to the large prowler vehicle where Bankaff, Zookana, the small child, and I were.
Laser rifles were pointed at us by three human transplant guards.
This Assistant was not dressed like a human transpl
