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I’m afraid. You must know that the only thing saving your neck is you compliance. You must continue to comply. It is essential that I am able to argue that you two were both at the mercy of your biology.”
    Roshon nodded grimly. He would not be the one to endanger his female, even at the cost of his own life.
    “Got it. I’ll be good. What about Ilham?”
    “It is more complicated for her. It is not just the authorities, but the male who was due to participate in the insemination, who must all be appeased. This male seems to be offended and is kicking up quite a stir.”
    They both understood the plight of the male. Roshon had taken something out of turn and claimed it as his.
    “What are our chances?”
    “For you, this will all be over this evening. You will be paid in full and sentenced to 50 lashes in the citadel’s courtyard. Then you will be ordered off-world and escorted out of orbit. It is the best I could do for you.”
    Sadness filled Zaffa’s eyes. The stoic female’s lip quivered for just a second. Roshon knew there was something she was keeping from him.
    “Tell me.”
    “What?”
    “Tell me whatever it is that you think I cannot handle.”
    Zaffa leaned close to the imprisoned male.
    “She suffers without you. She will not eat and has become…violent towards the Wards here. She is as strong as most Alarian males and I trained her in self-defense myself. Her behavior will not be tolerated. She is making it difficult for herself.”
    Roshon didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. His female fought for him.
    “Thank you Zaffa.” The two clasped forearms like warriors and parted ways. Moments later an Officer came to Roshon’s cell to prepare him to receive punishment.
     
    Ilham waited in her chamber for the Wards to come and escort her to the tribunal for their final decision. This place had been her home since infancy yet today she felt trapped and suffocated in its walls. The food made her nauseous and the presence of the male wards set her teeth on edge. She was obviously not herself. She needed to see Roshon, to know he was alright. She had not been allowed any news about him since she was taken into custody.
     
    Roshon was marched into the courtyard where a whipping post had been erected for the occasion. While they removed his shirt and chained his wrists above his head, the members of the tribunal took seats under a tent to witness the punishment. Roshon willed himself not to shake or cry out. He was not a religious male, but he silently asked whatever gods may care to listen to help him to keep calm and return his female to him. Moments ticked by slowly as they all waited for the lashing to begin.
    His nose caught a familiar scent of jysum and sunshine. He opened his eyes and strained to look around. It truly was Ilham. She was being escorted to a seat with the members of the tribunal. Behind her walked Zaffa. She caught Roshon’s gaze and shook her head almost imperceptibly. He must not resist. He craned his head around again to catch another glimpse of Ilham. She looked thinner and afraid. The sight of her nearly broke him.
    An elderly male rose from his seat and read the pronouncement.
    “Roshon Nandu, of Dortaki, you are hereby sentenced to 50 lashes for crimes against the Progenitor’s Guild, to be executed immediately and witnessed by the members of the Alarian Justice Tribunal. You are hereafter to be escorted out of Alarian space and banned from any planet in the Alarian Confederacy for 5 solar years.”
    The first lash bit into his back and caused his eyes to water. He quickly regained composure, refusing to let his female see him suffer. Why was she here? Was this some sort of threat? A punishment? Perhaps they were making an example of her for any who dared defy their authority. Roshon only knew that he must not cry out in front of her. She would suffer more if she saw him broken. He willed himself to stay on his feet as blow after vicious blow rained down on his back.
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