My Queen. We are ready.
Was that a hint of impatience she sensed in her underling's thoughts? Kerrigan would hope not. I know, she sent back, leaning back on her living throne. Patience. The time is almost at hand.
Yes. That was definitely a burble of impatience. Surely the burst of psychic pain she just sent in its direction would put it off its
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