Yeh baat 2 mahine pehle ki hai. meri behan ka husband jiska naam amanpreet grewal hai. woh kuch kam se ludhuana aaye huye the. to mere husband ne bola...ki param tum punjab jao or aman se mil aao mein free nahi hun. to mein or meri beti punjab chale gaye. mein pehle apne maayke gai. or phir 1 din baad use milne gai. woh mujhse milke bohout kush hua. woh bohut hi handsome and smart lag reha tha. agar mein uske baare mein batoun to ik dam gora chitta, athelic body.uski height hogi 6’2. or aman ki. ‘Shouldn’t you have had those taken out by now?’ Thrown by the change in subject, I jerked my head back up. ‘What?’ ‘The stitches.’ Sarah leaned forward again, lifting my hand for a better look. ‘Er–‘ I hadn’t given it a thought. ‘He said–I mean–they said–‘ Damn it–there’d been no need to correct myself ‘–they ought to stay in seven to ten days.’ I frowned, trying to work out how long it had been. ‘What day is it today?’ ‘Monday. And you said my brain’s pickled,’ Sarah replied with a smirk,. And if the stakes get too high, maybe your shoe too..."Drea looked uncomfortable...Jason immediately picked up on her discomfort. "Don't worry about it, don't want to make anything weird. Just stay here for the conversation!" No... no... that's a great idea... just took me, well.." She looked confusedly at me. "by surprise.... Martin, are you sure you are okay with this?" Babe... Jason is my boy. We're cool."So onward the card game went. And so did the drinks... we kept lying that she lost when. Empress Szialianith would want to keep this quiet.She wouldn’t want to admit that she had her research destroyed and test subjects liberated.It would embarrass her. Prove she wasn’t as powerful as she claimed.The escort brought me to the golden doors that led to the Empress’s bedchambers. A pair of hulking ogres in black armor stood outside. They glared at us, looking about to rip us limb from limb. Solja straightened, ready for the fight.“The Empress’s guest has arrived,” said the escort. “We.