Sunshine tried to remain composed. She gave a stiff, respectful nod and buried her guilt in a dark corner of her heart where it would never see the light of day. "Thank you, your Majesty, sovereign of seas. It was just another day on the job, really. Any repairman in our shoes would have done the same thing."
Commander Melvin nodded. "Indeed, all our repairmen would have done the same."
The King did not even hide his sneer at the commander's obvious lie.
Nine, however, had zero composure left. "GOLD? IN THE VAULT?" he hollered, punching the air. "Your majesty, you are the man! You are the absolute GOAT of the galaxy!" He used a term that Sunshine had taught him.
Before she could stop him, Nine lunged forward, many arms wide, clearly aiming for a bear hug. Vaelor whose hand was already on the hilt of a glowing sword, stepped forward.
