Criminal. Scrapper. Part 3. Damantha Makarova

her eyes and turning her back to Hunter. «We need to get ready. The Empress wishes to see us. Everything else can wait.»

      Hunter jolted in front of her, not allowing her to leave.

      «Serena.» he whispered. «I just need to know that you’re all right.»

      «I will be. I just need time.» she replied, knowing very well that he could feel her lying. «Go and get dressed. Something formal.»

      She stepped around him, leaving him there – confused and hurt by her distant demeanour. Heading towards the medical bay, she was grateful Hunter didn’t follow her there.

      Absentmindedly, she walked into the medical bay, not really knowing what she was looking for. Stepping up to the screen of the medical processor, she took a few long moments to think about what she needed to keep herself clear headed. Realising how she needed to remain calm and collected during the fancy dinner, she started to mix up a few capsules of a strong sedative that won’t make her lash out, but keep her responsive.