Prince Of The Daleks
The Dalek Emperor is dead, and its intended heir flees from assassins loyal to the Prime Strategist. The Imperial Throne is a vipers’ nest of intrigue and betrayal, as well as a sun-destroying battlestation. Is this a chance for... well, okay, probably not peace, but at least a useful stalemate?
“We are our own worst enemies, Doc-tor. Present company excepted.”
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