Have you looked into the mirror lately? Youāre a clown, the disgrace of the Galra army. Should a proper soldier look like this? That pot belly shows what you spend your time with. You delude yourself about lifting the Seventh Fleet up but you had no hand in that. Your lieutenant did the job. Youāre a coward, a puppet and youāll be disposed of soon. Watch your fat back.
This is your chance to break my muse. Shatter their confidence, insult them, make them angry, make them cry. | Accepting!Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā The message was not one thatMorvok had been expecting to be greeted with when he returned to his privatequarters after meetings and talks, the smile that had been on his face crumblingand falling instantly as his pale eyes scanned across the letters.
It didnāt surprisehim that the first thing they came at him for was his appearance. Morvok hadlong since gotten used to those slings and arrows since he fought his way intoranks. It wasnāt well understood how his subspecies grew, and that while heā¦well, there was no way to say that he didnāt carry extra softness over the others, but he was just as strong as someonelither and more āaestheticā than what he was.
This was just whathe looked like. Did they truly thinkall he did was spend time eating? Morvok scoffed at that thought and shook hishead. As if the Seventh had the rations for that. Everything they had they shared. He ate what his soldiers ate.Nothing more, nothing less. If they starved, they all starved: so was the waythe Seventh had chosen to conduct themselves.
And it worked. Itworked so well.
āDisgrace of theGalra army⦠Yeah, heard that one many times before.ā Morvok sighed as hecarried the message with him, dropping heavily onto the edge of his bed. āāCoward,puppetā¦ā Definitely more of the normal. But⦠But how could they just. ..?ā
He had no hand inlifting the Seventh? It was all Holtark?
Morvokās earsdropped slightly as he tossed the pad aside.What if there was some truth in that? Holtark did so much for him and the rest of the Seventh. It wouldnāt surprisehim if the result really was that they had done more single-handedly than hehad.
But then wide-eyedlittle Galra ā Like small Potik, embracing him and confessing his adoration andadmiration ā wouldnāt come up to him and say those things, would they? Werethey lies, like he suspected? Morvok groaned and tossed the pad further away, puttinghis face in his hands.
āYouāll be disposed of soon.ā
āPossibly.ā He breathed,rubbing at the bridge of his nose. āBut youāll have to stop hiding first. Call me the coward, and then send ananonymous missive⦠Weāll see.ā