A/N: This chapter was written due to popular demand (only two readers actually replied 🥲). Treat it as filler and skip it if you do not want to read about Nymeria and Ume's promise they made to Taranis.
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Ume flinched from my command, her body tensing as if she had been struck. Her eyes visibly shook, the usual confidence in them wavering. Her voice turned softer as she looked at me with pleading eyes and murmured, "Should we not focus on saving this planet? We could do it later."
I instantly shook my head, my expression unyielding. "According to the readings, there are still two days remaining before the rifts appear."
I moved my fingers terrifyingly along her waist, tracing slow circles against the fabric of her dress, as I whispered, my voice low and my face carrying an opposing smirk, "Your plump butts are under my mercy until then."
