It was the day of the wedding, and Nico was on pins and needles. Something bad was going to happen, and she still didn't have a clue as to who or what was going to be responsible for it ( Read more... )

Negotiations had been going well. Surprisingly well. It hadn’t really occurred to any of them that Karolina might have family on Majesdane who weren’t evil, much less well-to-do family. That little factoid had smoothed things significantly.

Which meant that Karolina was probably going to be stuck out here. Permanently ( Read more... )

It had taken awhile, but permission had finally been granted. And in Xavin's mind it was not a moment to soon. It always struck him as odd that he, the Prince Regent of his home world should have to wait on permission for anything, but so many things had to be taken care of before he could go anywhere ( Read more... )

Xavin, the Prince Regent of Tarnax VII could still walk the streets of his own planet. Though the streets here were scarred by endless warfare. What had once been a proud and bustling capital city was now a collection of cracked and broken buildings. Fields that had once grown food and raised animals spent more of their time burning ( Read more... )