You head to Mandalore

"Okay dear I have any idea, for it though I require your cooperation" you said as you began to reprogram her to your ends. Making her into a willing fuck ****, eager to serve your command. You could already she her scowl turn into a smile, her warrior stance slacken into that of a much more calm individual. This alone had a huge effect, making her less tough and more... bubbly. You thought for a second and decided just for the hell of it to inflate her tits to H cups, cause why not.

Now though you had an excellent **** girl, and a reason to head to Mandalore, opting to leave Angel in your bed you picked up your communicator and dialled up Soraya.

"My Master? Why have you called at such a late hour?" she asked bowing deeply as usual.

"Arrange me a ship and an escort, I'm headed to Mandalore on a diplomatic meeting. Oh and send some clones up here, with a **** uniform, we've got a new catch" you asked to which she looked confused.

"We do?" she asked.

"Seems dear old Palp was pissed about the whole blockade thing, he sent a friend, the dear Duchess' sister" you explained to the horror of Soraya.

"You were in danger" she gasped to which you shook your head.

"Relax, not by much. She underestimated me severely... but we can use this as an opportunity to get some support in Mandalore. If we can get them under our thumb, it will go a long way to gain power. Especially with the future neutral planets in the war" you explain "plus having an army of harem Mandalorians wouldn't be a bad idea if you ask me"

"Of course Master, I will prepare your ship in the morning" she said disappearing, while several Shepard clones came into the room ready to take your new fuck puppet away. As you eagerly waited for your ship to prepared.