You’re not like other Wasps.””Aren’t I?” Aagen smiled, but it was a painful smile. “No doubt you’ve killed my kinsmen by the score.””A few,” Salma allowed.”Well, next time you shed my kinden’s blood, think on...
—Adrian Tchaikovsky
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