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rsclopez · 2 months

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HOW TO PICK UP AN ALIEN SPOUSE ON DEEP SPACE 9 (from a regular human who was just doing regular human things)

Y/N and her group are tipsy from partying(theyre smiling and giggling) and are heading back to their ship: They see a group of men walking pass them.

Y/N: Hey you with the SEXY shoulder pads,ridges & pointed ears?

The group turns to look at the gaggle of females. Theyre surprised at being “hit-on”

Y/N realizes who she just catcalled!Its the Romulan group of Senators (Vreenak,Letant,Koval,Parem & Hiren w/their guards) She points at the one in the Middle of the group!

Y/N: “Forget diplomacy baby...let's drink some Romulan Ale and cross into each other's neutral zones!”(suggestively smirks at him) Wadda ya say?

Letant: (starts grinning at y/n)Im amenable to that & “ill even drop my cloaking device so you can see my warbird” tonight or anytime you want?!

The human females are surprised & shocked. The Romulans have varying reactions at Letants response(Vreenak smirks, Koval & Hiren facepalms & Parem is just bug eyed. Centurion guards have the I dont get paid enough for this looks)

Everyones eyebrows are up their hairlines

Y/N:Uhmm Okay?

Letant: (Heads over to Y/N) “You know human, my forehead's not the only thing with ridges on it”

Y/N: What?????

Letant: And “tonight im going to boldly go where no Romulan has ever gone before”w/you. (Leers at Y/N)

Y/N:(Blushes so hard then starts laughing!)Youre one smooth Romulan. “Darling you can violate my prime directive any day”.

Grabs Letant and leaves the group!

——The next day——

Praetor Hiren receives a comm message from Letant:

Extension of diplomatic stay for 1 month. I need to explore more regions of her space for my final frontier.

Personal File Change

Senator Letant of Romulus-Status Change to Married.

Spouse needs expedited diplomatic application to Romulan citizenship

Hiren: This fehill'curak(asshole in romulan)

To be continued…

How to Marry an unsuspecting human

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#y/n #star trek #romulan senator #star trek tos #senator letant #senator vreenak #star trek deep space nine #romulans #letant #praetorian guard #praetor hiren #koval #parem #everyone is so done with letant #human pickup lines can get you a romulan husband #vulcanoid #vulcan

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unknownfacelessfanfictions · 4 months

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Christmas Bakery

Pairing: Koval x fem! Reader (3rd POV) Fandom: Star Trek Deep Space Nine Words: 1.8K Summary: Koval learns about this so called "Christmas baking" that his wife seems to love A/N: A little sequel to "Romulan Summer". You don't need to read this to understand this one

WINTER WRITING PLAN!!

Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. A page was turned. The occasional beep of a PADD confirming the entered entry as saved and sent.

For the past hour she had been sitting curled up together with a book in her hand in the only chair in Koval's office, apart from the chair in which her husband had been sitting and working for several hours. She had joined him, having grown tired of the emptiness in their room, and since he had promised not to mind, she had made herself comfortable in the soft velvet cushion.

She didn't mind that they hadn't exchanged a word with each other in the past hour. In fact, she enjoyed the silence, something her former self would probably never have thought. In the past, she had always found silence unpleasant, especially when other people were present in the room, and had done everything she could to make that silence disappear. With Koval, however, it seemed different to her. The silence was now no longer heavy and oppressive on her shoulders, but wrapped her much more like a soft, light blanket and made her forget everything around her as long as Koval's steady breathing could still be heard. Of course, she loved to lose herself in quiet conversations as much as heated discussions with Koval, but she had learned to appreciate the silence.

A knock, however, abruptly interrupted the silence and made her look up. Koval, his eyes still fixed on the display of his PADD, barely raised his voice, but the dark humming sound reached behind the thick door and, with his permission, the doors slid aside to reveal Cetax, one of the kitchen staff.

He was still quite young for a Romulan at forty, yet his family had served Koval's family for centuries, so he had already made it very high in his position, organising and leading the kitchen staff. His hair was dark and slightly longer than the military cut she was used to from Koval and his "colleagues", and although his posture was tight and his features seemed like a mask at times, the mischief lived in his dark eyes.

With a quick movement, he bowed. "Forgive the interruption, Dhaemnasi, however your wife asked me to inform her when her order has arrived in the kitchen." At his words, Koval finally looked up from his PADD and raised an eyebrow as she straightened, peaceful calm replaced by anticipation. "Then it's here?" Cetax nodded slightly. "Daie, Ihhei." A delighted squeal escaped her, which she struggled to suppress, clapping her hands enthusiastically before abandoning her book on the table beside the armchair and leaping to her feet.

Koval rose as well. "E'lev, what is Cetax talking about?" She smiled a little sheepishly. "It's winter on Earth right now and I used to do a lot of baking with my family and friends at this time of year. Biscuits, sweets, things like that. It's a tradition and I was hoping to continue it here this year. That's why I had asked Cetax months ago to get me the necessary ingredients." Koval again just raised an eyebrow and tilted his head slightly to the side. "I didn't know you could bake."

She snorted in amusement. "That's because you never let me in the kitchen for fear I'll burn the house down." "I just don't want you to get hurt." She smiled widely, stepped towards him and put a hand to his cheek. Behind her, she heard Cetax shift uneasily from one foot to the other and had to stop her smile from widening. Humans could already be uncomfortable showing tenderness and affection for their mate in front of outsiders. Romulans took this to an even greater extreme, so she dismissed him with a wave of her hand behind her back.

"I know that, darling." Lovingly she caressed his cheek with her hand and for a moment Koval allowed himself to close his eyes. "However, I long for those little things that have been normality for me. I also promise that this time you won't have to call Doctor Onduk." It was meant as a joke, however Koval's face remained serious.

"You could have seriously hurt yourself, e'lev." "I know," she murmured, looking down only to feel his hand run through her hair a moment later. "Promise you'll be more careful this time." She looked up, a slight smile on her lips, and nodded as her fingers traced his. "Promise." Gently, she touched his fingertips to his, bringing back the old familiar feeling of warmth and affection she usually felt when she kissed him in this way. Her smile grew a little bolder. "Unless, of course, you drop your incredibly important work and come with me to make sure the oven doesn't devour me."

She had joked, assuming that Koval would roll his eyes in amusement and let her go to the kitchen. Instead, he considered for a moment, switched off his PADD and quickly brought her hand to his mouth to press a kiss to its back. "By all means, lead the way, Ihhei." Her eyes widened. "Really? You would really stand in the kitchen with me and bake?" Koval smiled slightly, amused, and put a hand on her hip, pulling her close enough to feel his hot breath on her neck and whisper in her ear. "You don't think you're the only one with hidden talents, e'lev. Besides, I'm the only one who gets to devour you."

She grinned at him, blushing though, and turned to place a hand on his chest. "Oh, I know you have many talents, husband. Anything else would have been rather disappointing from the Chairman of the Tal'Shiar, don't you think?" Chuckling, she pressed a light kiss to his lips before taking his hand, careful not to look too scandalous to the servants, and pulled him after her to the kitchen.

Once there, they found that Cetax had already ordered all the kitchen staff to clear the kitchen so they could have their peace. Clever man. With great interest, she began to unpack the contents of the large box that stood on the kitchen island and examine it for imperfections and damage, only to find with satisfaction that everything was in tact. Koval had stayed in the background the entire time, quietly watching her as she inspected the ingredients. Only when she had finished did he detach himself from the shadows, as he often did, and step up beside her, a thin smile on his lips and an eyebrow raised. "And how do we proceed, Chef?" She looked up at him and slapped him gently and jokingly against the arm. "Like any good cook starts. Wash your hands." "Ssuaj-ha, Rekkhai."

Laughing, she pushed him to the sink where, under her watchful eye, he cleaned his hands, perhaps a little more thoroughly than necessary, only to step aside and ask her to go to the sink. She quickly washed her hands in contrast, knowing full well that hands had a very different meaning in Romulan culture than in human, and wanting Koval to stay on task, she then hurried to the kitchen cupboard from which she had taken out two beige kitchen aprons. She tied one around herself and threw the other to Koval, who caught it with equal ease and scepticism. "Really? Is that really necessary?"

She just grinned and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "Yes. It will protect your clothes and besides, you'll look wonderful in it." Without giving him another look, she turned to the ingredients. She decided to start with the basic starter biscuits, which were plain and simple, but unbelievably delicious. She quickly gathered the ingredients and placed them on the work surface. Koval had meanwhile stepped next to her, she had been right, he looked wonderful in an apron, and was looking intently at the ingredients in front of them when his gaze caught on something. "What purpose does this serve?"

Confused, he held several biscuit cutters in the air, which came in a variety of shapes, and she chortled softly. "We won't need these until later. They're for cutting out the dough to give the biscuits a shape." Koval meanwhile inspected a cookie cutter in the shape of a reindeer. " I didn't realise a circle wasn't enough." Smiling, she rolled her eyes and took the biscuit cutter from him. "They do taste the same in each shape, however, it does add a certain sense of ... festivity." "I see." He sounded unimpressed, however she hadn't expected more from him. "Why don't you go and get a bowl, the whisk and the scales from the cupboard, will you?"

Koval complied with her request, though he again seemed sceptical. "We have new-fangled technologies. Why use the old ones when the new ones are better and more precise." Sighing, she took the whisk from his hand and waved it under his nose. "Because otherwise it won't feel like winter and Christmas." After that, her husband remained silent and together they weighed the ingredients they needed and added them to the large bowl. However, when it came to mixing, Koval insisted on doing the work, justifying it by saying that he was stronger and had more stamina and so would finish the job faster. He did not want to hear her protest that it was not about speed but about feeling.

Koval was right and a few moments later the yellowish dough lay rolled out and ready to be cut out in front of them. Although Koval's scepticism was clearly written on his face, every now and then, when he thought she wasn't looking, she caught him with an amused smile spreading across his lips as he stabbed the cookie cutter into the dough and produced little fir trees, Santas and candy canes.

Gingerly, she slid the tray with the finished cut-out biscuits into the oven, quickly closed the door and then turned to Koval. "So, was that so bad now?" The corners of Koval's mouth twitched, he stepped towards her and put his hands on her hips. "It was ... acceptable." Outraged and amused at the same time, she braced her hands on her hips. "Acceptable? How can you ...." With her hand she reached for some leftover flour and before Koval could react she had already smeared it over his face and was on the run, laughing as she ran out of the kitchen.

For a few seconds, Koval stood dumbfounded in the kitchen, gazing after his wife, before an almost devilish smile crept onto his lips and he stood up, eyes wide with amusement, before following after her.

Needless to say, it was ultimately Cetax's job to keep the biscuits from burning and to clean up the kitchen and get everything ready for decorating, albeit with a small smile on his face. Which was perhaps due to the fact that one biscuit had mysteriously disappeared at the end.

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Dhaemnasi - Adress fort the Chairman oft the Tal’Shiar Daie – yes (inferior to superior) Ihhei – madame E’lev – darling Ssuaj-ha – Understood (formal/military use, inferior to superior) Rekkhai – ma’am / sir (in galea [military])

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#star trek #star trek ds9 #ds9 #star trek deep space nine #star trek x reader #chairman koval #koval #koval x reader #chairman koval x reader #romulans #romulan x human

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ensignsimp · 3 months

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Romantic DS9 Koval HCs

Prompt: Romantic Koval HCs

You can never tell if you are his partner or his pet.

You rarely make a public appearance, mostly due to his paranoia.

He wants to keep you safe, you're his after all, and being head of the Tal Shiar has some downsides.

He's cold, aloof, and cunning at work.

When he's home he's gentle, soft, and seductive.

He likes to sneak up behind you, brush the hair behind your ear, and whisper the most flirtatious greetings.

He enjoys watching your hair stand on end and your skin shiver in anticipation.

"Shaoi dan, sahe'lagge." * (Greetings, Passionflower.)

He loves that he can make you succumb to his wishes with just a few simple words.

He'll shower you with only the finest luxuries, food, clothes, jewelry, etc.

When you're out together you usually wear similar civilian clothes.

However, at home he expects you to wear only the most lavish of green-hued silks.

You are a luxury to him, and he only expects the best.

He thinks it's cute when you worry about his health. He'll pat your head and tell you everything is fine.

You will give him messages frequently to help with the pain.

It helps for a while which he appreciates.

He will make sure to send you back to Federation Space before his determination worsens.

He hates the Federation, but he loves you more and he knows they will see you more as a hostage victim than a potential spy.

#star trek #star trek ds9 #ds9 #star trek deep space nine #star trek deep space 9 #ds9 koval #koval #ds9 koval x reader #koval x reader #star trek tng #star trek hcs #romulan culture #romulans #romulan/human #romulan x human #star trek x readers

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1trilliongrams · 5 months

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#koval #julian bashir #deep space nine #star trek ds9 #ds9

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vreenak · 4 months

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Chairman Koval [1/?]

STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE | Inter Arma Enim Silent Leges, 7x16

#koval #romulans #tal shiar #ds9 #star trek #trekedit #dailytrek #deep space nine #john fleck #inter arma enim silent leges #*myst #my edits

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boldlydeck · 1 year

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👋😣I came to realize that it’s impossible for me to stop thinking about them for a darn second.

The universe would be such a dull and soulless place for not having Vulcanoids and I’m tired of saying this.

Reference used.

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spookysnooty · 21 days

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*lays this down and fucking runs*

#ive futzed with this long enough its as good as its gonna get folks #romulans star trek #romulan star empire #letant #senator letant #koval #chairman koval #vreenak #senator vreenak #romulan senator #star trek edit #my edit #back on my bullshit #with more degenerate nonsense

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lilacs-in-space · 6 months

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Chapter Six of A Perfect Match is now up!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50217160

Title: A Perfect Match

Rating: E

Tags: High Steam, Arranged Marriage, Pon Farr, Vulcans, Romulans, Grief/Mourning, PTSD, Ménage à Trois, Interspecies Romance

Summary: In the aftermath of the Dominion war, Solok finds himself sidelined by Starfleet and searching for purpose. On the encouragement of his clan, he takes a seemingly perfect Vulcan wife, but as the Romulan Star Empire faces collapse, Solok is forced to protect his fragile new life from a Romulan senator who is willing to hold peace between Vulcans and Romulans hostage to get what he wants.

Chapter Summary: A weary Letant takes Zulkov to the senatorial bathhouse for some bonding time but the pleasant trip takes a turn for the worse when he's intercepted by Koval who issues a dire warning: The Empire is going back to war.

#Star Trek #Senator Letant #Letant #Koval #Romulans #Vulcans #fanfic #fanfic moodboard

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creature-of-the-stars · 1 year

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Vreenak/Human OC & Letant/Human OC | 🚧

Chapter 1: Collision

Chapter 2: Hevam

Chapter 3: Warning Lights & Wedding Bells

Chapter 4: Planned, but Not Wanted

Chapter 5: Oil & Water

Chapter 6: Nei’hrr 🚧

Chapter…? (Length to be determined)

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Senator Letant/Human OC | 🚧

Chapter 1: Nahi | complete ✅

Chapter 2: Jhimn | complete ✅

Chapter 3: Spark 🚧

Chapter 4: Hidden 🚧

Senator Letant/Human OC | complete ✅ 🍑🔪

Chapter Links -> 1️⃣ | 2️⃣ | 3️⃣ | 4️⃣ | 5️⃣ | 6️⃣ | 7️⃣ ||||| brief sequel 🍑

Senator Vreenak/Human OC | complete ✅

Keep Your Enemies Closer 🍑🔪 [read]

Rekkhai (Sequel) 🍑 [read]

Koval/Human OC | complete ✅ 🍑 [read]

Vreenak/Human OC | complete ✅ [read]

Letant/Human OC | 🚧 🍑 *now titled "An Innocent Mixup"

Chapter 1 | complete ✅ 🍑

Chapter 2 | 🚧 🍑

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#romulan #romulans #Star Trek fanfiction #Star Trek writing #ds9 #Star Trek ds9 #senator letant #senator Vreenak #chairman koval #talshiar #tal shiar #romance #ao3 #Letant #Vreenak #Koval #fanfiction #writing

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akamitrani · 1 year

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Koval edit because I love him. Also, sorry for my absence, take this as a gift.

#star trek #koval #fan edit #my edit #romulans #romulus #tal shiar #star trek the next generation #star trek ds9

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unknownfaceless-ds9 · 7 months

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I need a fanfic about a Human who is working close with Vulcans or Romulans. I don't care if it's on a ship or an embassy as long as it's with as many of them as possible.

The Human knows enough about vulcan / romulan society and culture to get by and avoid any major embarassements however the finer details are not known to them, which is why they don't understand why everyone around them gets absolutely flabbergasted at the sight of their pierced ears and painted finger nails.

Meanwhile the Romulans /Vulcans try very hard not to blush and to appear as normal as ever because they don't want the Human to know that such things are more than frivolous because the Human would probably die of embarrasments.

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rsclopez · 1 month

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Ease up a little starfleet! Hows a girl going to get gifts from her Romulan if this is contraband!

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#star trek #romulan senator #y/n #senator letant #romulans #star trek deep space nine #romulans star trek #letant #senator vreenak #parem #praetor hiren #bochra #rekar #koval #romulan ale

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unknownfacelessfanfictions · 9 months

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Romulan Summer

Pairing: Chairman Koval x fem! Reader Fandom: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine Words: 1.7K Summary: Koval knew that Humans we're fragile, however he was not aware of the extent to it. A/N: I recently fell in love with Romulans. It is summer. Et voilà. I know he's not that known or liked, but I like him.

Koval looked at his wife with a raised eyebrow. She had her hands folded as if in prayer and looked at him from begging eyes.

"Please." Koval massaged the bridge of his nose. "E'lev. Do you think it's a good idea to do this? Can you even remotely imagine the risks involved?"

"It's a trip to the beach. Not to a war zone."

"And you're the wife of the chairman of the Tal Shiar. Even a walk in the park comes with risks."

Sighing, she looked to the side. "Of course. I forgot, forgive me. It's just-" Her gaze out the window seemed almost wistful. "It's summer, it's hot, and I used to just lie on the beach or swim or do something with my friends or family for weeks at a time sometimes. It's been years since I've been able to do it, which is why it sounds a bit ridiculous now, but it almost feels like... like homesickness. Which is silly because my home is here, right?"

She smiled at him, however Koval could see that her smile did not reach her eyes.

"You know what. Just forget I asked." She stepped towards him and pressed a quick kiss to his cheek. "Excuse me, darling, please. Cetax let me know earlier that he wanted to try his hand at human cooking today. Again. I may not be a master chef, however, unlike him, I know you don't make spaghetti in the oven." She laughed lightly and then left the room with a light step and scurried down the corridor.

Koval gazed sadly after her and a heaviness spread in his chest that almost took his breath away. Guilt.

She had given up everything to be able to live a life by his side. She had left her home, was hardly able to see her family or friends, and with him as her husband she was exposed to constant danger, which often robbed her of even the last bit of freedom.

In all that time, she had never complained, had accepted every disappointment with a smile, and all that because she loved him.

Koval closed his eyes. What was a little trip to the beach? He was one of the most influential and important people in the Empire. Such a thing really shouldn't be a matter of concern to him.

He owed it to her.

Concerned, Koval paced up and down the corridor, a certain anger at Doctor Onduk.

This was ridiculous, absurd. He was the chairman of the Tal Shiar! He should not be ordered around in his own house!

Instantly, however, his anger fizzled into nothingness and he wiped his face. It had been his own fault that he had been thrown out. Koval should have done nothing but sit still instead of pacing like an animal in a zoo, but he had not been able to pull himself together.

After all, it was his wife who was lying there in their marriage bed, pale and weak, and who had fainted in his arms not even an hour ago.

It was his right to be nervous and upset.

Apparently, however, it had distracted or annoyed Doctor Oduk too much, because he had unceremoniously thrown the chairman out of his own bedroom.

Koval leaned back on the spread towel and watched with a gentle smile as his wife splashed in the waves, squealing with delight. It was an unusual sight, as she was usually quieter and more dignified, but he feasted on the view.

As expected, he had not found it particularly difficult to have a part of a beach near her house cleared for the afternoon. This order might have seemed strange to others, but he didn't care what others thought about him.

What he did care about was the enthusiastic expression on his wife's face as she dug her feet into the sand for the first time in a long time.

In the last four hours she had frolicked as much as Koval had ever seen her do. Although she had mostly been busy swimming in the sea, an activity he was not particularly fond of, she had also returned to him under the sunshade for a short time.

As a Romulan, which, as much as he would like to forget it, he was related to the Vulcans and accordingly highly resistant to the sun, however, he had learned a long time ago that most humans should not stay in the sun for too long, especially in summer, as this could lead to unpleasant consequences.

Cetax had given them drinks and food, Koval had made sure his wife had some regularly, and she had enjoyed aiming grapes at his mouth.

With her aim, she would not even be able to become a cleaner in the Romulan Senate, but Koval had simply let her do it and enjoyed the joyful glint in her eyes.

As Koval emerged from his reverie and looked over at her, a worry furrow began to form on his brow.

His wife came walking towards him, though her walk lacked the vigour of the previous hours and in general she looked more tired.

Koval brushed his worry aside and stood up.

She was probably just exhausted, nothing more. After all, she had hardly rested today.

"Tired out, e'lev?" His words were teasing, yet his tone was gentle as he placed his hands on her arms.

"I'm a little woozy," she mumbled and Koval's worry crease returned at the slurred tone.

"E'lev?" His voice sounded concerned, even to his own ears, yet he could say no more as in that moment her legs gave way beneath her and her eyes twisted before she fell, caught by his arms.

The door opened and instantly Koval's gaze shot up.

Doctor Onduk stepped out and towards him.

"Well?" Koval made an effort to remain calm, though he had to admit, ashamedly, that he did not manage to hide his emotions as well as a Tal Shiar member should.

"She is fine so far. She did suffer a heat stroke, though."

Koval frowned. "A heat stroke?"

" Heat stroke is an occurrence among humanoid species, humans most especially, in which the person is exposed to too much sun and heat, especially in humid environments. Normally, as the body temperature rises, the human body regulates the cooling of the body with sweat.

However, when the humidity is too high, the sweat does not evaporate and makes it much more difficult for the body to cool down.

The rising body temperature can damage the central nervous system in particular, which can then lead to fainting, as we have seen."

Koval swallowed. "Symptoms?"

"Mostly weakness, nausea, headache, thirst and coordination problems. Heatstroke can be quite dangerous once it is not treated immediately by a doctor."

He gave Koval a sharp look. "Your wife is still not perfectly adapted to the Romulan climate and is often unable to assess her abilities and resistance. Take better care of her next time."

Koval's jaw worked sullenly in the face of the Doctor's rebuke, however, he nodded.

"What can I do?"

"Fortunately, because of today's medicine, she doesn't need to go to hospital. However, I have left some medicines which she must take three times a day, morning, noon and evening, one hundred milligrams each. In addition, make sure she doesn't move around too much, it's best to keep her lying down, her legs raised and to drink plenty of fluids. I will check on her again the day after tomorrow."

Koval nodded stiffly. "Khnai'ru rhissiuy Ihhai."

Onduk bowed his head slightly. "Dhaemnasi."

As soon as the doctor had left the house, Koval quietly opened the door and entered their shared bedroom, where the lights had been dimmed. His heart grew a little heavier at the sight.

His wife lay in their bed, a little more central than usual, her feet propped up on pillows and still looking pale, though not as much as before.

For a moment he thought she was asleep, but he quickly noticed that her eyes were half open and looking at him sleepily.

With brisk strides he was at her side, kneeling beside their bed and gingerly taking her hand in his, pressing a gentle kiss to its back.

"E'lev. How are you feeling?"

"Better." Her voice was still a little slurred, however he sensed that she was already feeling much better. She tugged lightly on his hand and after a moment's hesitation he complied with her request and settled down on the bed beside her, where she sleepily leaned her head against his shoulder.

"You scared me to death," he whispered in her ear and pressed another kiss to the back of her hand. "I knew humans were weaker than Romulans, however I was not aware of exactly how fragile you could be."

"Hey," she protested faintly and Koval thought he saw a smile on her lips. "We are not that weak. We can be very tough too."

Despite the circumstances, he chuckled slightly and kissed her forehead gently. "I know, e'lev. I know."

Gingerly, he took her hands in his and looked into her eyes, which made him twist his head a little. "Promise me you'll take better care of yourself next time. I'm an old man. I can only take so many heart attacks." His teasing brought the familiar sparkle he loved back into her eyes.

"Next time? We're going to go again?"

Koval frowned. "Don't you want to?"

"Yes, I do!" She tried to sit up, however Koval pushed her back into the pillow with low murmurs of reassurance. "However, I thought that after today-"

She didn't finish her sentence, but she didn't have to.

Gently, Koval put his hand under her chin and lifted it.

"E'lev. I admit that today did not go as I had hoped. However, I saw how much you enjoyed yourself." He stroked her cheek. "I have rarely seen you so happy. However, I certainly plan to do it more often." The smile on her face was all the reassurance he needed to know his decision had been the right one.

A yawn escaped his wife and gently he kissed her forehead one last time. "Sleep, e'lev. You need to rest."

She snuggled a little closer to him.

"Stay?"

"Of course."

#star trek #star trek x reader #star trek deep space nine #star trek deep space 9 #star trek ds9 #ds9 #chairman koval #koval #koval x reader #chairman koval x reader #fluff #romulans

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