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“To K’mpec, son of Rorg, and Ktala daughter of Mudj,” Kagran intoned, trying to inject some inflection and emotion into what had, upon his 534th repetition, become a rather rote recitation, “I am pleased to inform you that your son, B’ijik, died an honorable death in battle, and will assuredly have a place in Sto’vo’kor. He died-“ The door chime sounded. “Computer, pause recording. Enter.” Tom Paris walked into Kagran’s office. Spartan by Klingon standards, Kagran had only a couple small trophi…