The king walked over to one of his cabinets, from which he removed a very small sunheart. Barely glowing. “You know what this is?” he asked. “It’s all that remains of your kinsman, the one who visited our planet, the one I slew. Your people make for terrible sunhearts, offworlder.” “I’m surprised you got anything,” he said. “The man you killed probably had Breath. And he was no kinsman of mine. From an entirely different country.” “Your planet shouldn’t have different countries. You should have conquered and unified it all.” “Conquest doesn’t remove countries,” Nomad said. “It removes
