“Jarak,” Trelon said, running a hand through his hair and pushing it back out of his face. “What seems to be the problem now?”
“My lord, I am sorry to disturb you again, but…” Jarak began in a voice that sounded dangerously like a whine.
Trelon waved his hand to dismiss the apology. “Just tell me what it is this time.”
“My lord, our communication systems have shut down. It appears the female has sent out a…” Jarak’s face turned a dark red before he continued, glancing nervously at Cara, “It appears the female has sent out a copy of your PVC. The signal was enhanced and has been received by a rather large number of recipients who have requested copies. It appears the female did prevent unauthorized copying…” Jarak trailed off as Cara spoke up.
“Of course I did!” Cara stated hotly. “I do
