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greatest sin would have to be vanity, followed by greed and pride.

His sister Aella wasn’t as conceited. Her greed wasn’t as equivalent because she had everything her heart desired. But all except for one: companionship. Aella’s beauty was unlike all the other females in the kingdom. Many suitors were drawn by her loveliness and would give anything to run their fingers through her long, red luscious hair. Only to be rejected by her triviality. Aella didn’t find politicians appealing with their big round bellies, their arrogant behavior, and of course the pungent stench of wine and smoke that stained their clothes and breath.

Akhdar found his sister’s insincerities a thorn to his side. He continually evoked her to stop being such a child and finally consider marriage. Especially to a prince from a neighboring realm, so Akhdar would forge an alliance and expand his influence throughout Mars. Aella cared for her brother, but hated being treated as one of his subordinates. If she would marry someone it would be for love, not for her brother’s personal gain.

Akhdar sat on his throne with his sister by his side. The young zhar looked down to the arena and saw the puny Earthman known as Sinbad meeting his eyes.

“I am here, Akhdar,” Sinbad called up to him. “I have honored my half of our agreement. I trust you will honor yours.”

Akhdar paused and briefly meditated on the subject. A look of confusion was on his face. It was as if he couldn’t understand what language Sinbad was speaking. The zhar looked at his sister in misperception.

“‘Trust,’ dear sister?” he asked in bewilderment.

“A foreign concept, my brother,” Aella replied, staring at Sinbad. A small lascivious smile crept on her delicate face. She couldn’t take her eyes off this far-off creature’s

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