I sat down next to him.
‘What’s that?’
‘My speech. The Thargoids kindly accepted me as God-Emperor of their star system and I thought it might be nice to say a few words – sort of thank them, really, for their kindness – but underscore the humbleness with veiled threats of mass extermination if they step out the line.’
‘How does it begin?’
Zhark read from his notes.
«‘Dear Worthless Peons – I pity you your irrlevance.» ‘What do you think?’
First Among Sequels – A Thursday Next Novel
