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Androma was good at what she did. But so was Dex. Besides, a prodigy could only outrun her master for so long.

But names no longer meant anything. On Lunamere, everyone became a number in the end. Deep in the belly of hell incarnate Valen became 377.

But there was no plan. For the first time in her pirating life, someone had bested her. It's not him, Andi's mind whispered. It can't be him. And yet, the Marauder was a corpse. It was already growing cold in the cabin, Andi's breath appearing before her in the white clouds. Do something, Andi's mind screamed. Get us out of this. You can't go back, Andi, you can never go back. Fear spiked through her, in and around, trying to still her like the ship. But she was the Bloody Baroness. She was the captain of the Marauder, the greatest starship in Mirabel, and she had a crew waiting on her word.

Dex crouched down next to her, lips level with her ear. "You know, you were a lot more fun three years ago." It was like he wanted her to kill him. She turned, unfazed that their faces were separated by mere centimeters. So close she could see the pores in his caramel skin, the deep brown of his eyes, and the raised scar that rested near his temple. She'd given him that scar. What she also noticed was how her heart no longer fluttered like it used to when he looked at her. She used to love his eyes, their unspoken words. The feel of his skin against hers during their passionate nights, but now those thoughts made her cringe. She guarded herself against those details scrounged from distant memories. They were no longer part of a blissful reality but a hurtful past. "A lot has changed in three years, Dextro," Andi said calmly. "Now if you don't move, I'll give you a new scar, and this time," she said, pointing to his right temple, "it will be across your neck." He put his arms up in defense before rising, distancing himself from her.

Dex had taught her well, and now he would pay.

He could, Andi." Andi's heart turned to ice. It wasn't possible. He was dead, cast away into some deep, dark hell where he'd never be able to claw his way back out.

He had always looked at the world and seen it in a thousand different colors, his fingers itching to paint each turn of light, each curl of the wind sweeping through the silver streets. Every shade was unique in Valen's eyes. And yet... he was losing colors, too.

She had always loved the stars. But tonight, she felt as if they were watching her, waiting for her to fail.

Still, for what Androma did to him, he should hate her, should want her dead. But seeing her before him, melting into rage and riot, her glowing grey eyes reflecting the electricity that swam around her swords... Godstars, she was magnificent, a creature that deserved to release her wrath on the world. It would be worth every drop of blood about to be shed to bring her to Cyprian's feet.

The expanse of space stretched out before them, causing Andi's eyelids to droop against her will. Before she knew it, darkness had claimed her.

You can't?" Cyprian barked out a laugh. "The Bloody Baroness does whatever she wants. Even if it means stealing a starship in the middle of the night, crashing it into the side of a mountain, and slaughtering an innocent girl in the process.