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She's not the type to leave anyone aloft when lives are in jeopardy ."
    So she had the heart of a warrior. She'd need a strong sense of being to survive where we were going. But I'd offer her options. A choice. “ Perhaps she and I can come to some agreement ."
    " Explain your planet's history. She will understand the importance of her place in restoring your brother as rightful King of Prall ."
    " Thank you for your insight, commander. Prall appreciates everything you've done to assist us in our transition back to a self-sufficient society .” Even though he orders a woman to give what I cannot take.
    " Your praise is humbly accepted. I will disembark in two hours, standard Earth time . After which, you have command over Theone. Do not hesitate to do what necessitates liberation of Solvun .” Goro's presence vanished.
    Force the captain? No. There always lurks a way that works in everyone's favor. Yet to be discovered. I will find that resolution. I must. Because the Pralls as a cyborg force with minimal augmentation, taking on another heavily altered culture like the !Dakos is going to require backing from the rest of the universe. We need The Order of the Marshals assistance to regain our peaceful existence. At least, what we can reclaim of what we once had so very long ago. And the rest of the universe needs to fear the !Dakos.
    The commander had left me to pilot the Crellon ship without so much as a proverb or logical quote to tie me over . Theone sighed. Left me with the mysterious blue alien I'd only met two hours ago. Left me subordinate to the blue guy . M'yote was in charge. Although my ass was always on the line with my type of secret-agent work, my life in the hands of some blue alien didn't make me feel all warm and fuzzy.
    The gentle squeak of leather creaked as boot soles ground against the metal sheeting on the floor.
    M'yote. What was he up to? I caught his approaching reflection in the viewport's mirror-like surface and tried to act as if his presence didn't bother me.
    His arms were tucked behind his back beneath his cloak the way Goro always tucked his arms behind his leather knee-length coat.
    The way the alien wore his long almost-white pale-blue hair in many small fine braids was almost magical. The style obviously required some assistance to maintain. Did he have an assistant hidden aboard? How would I know? I'm not in charge.
    Damn, he kept stepping closer and closer. Talking again. Why couldn't he stop the endless recitation of his world's history? Goro's sudden departure was obviously to avoid the lecture. Not to mention, I was alone with a strange male. Who I usually tried to kill if he thought he could just do whatever.
    M'yote stepped to the navigator's chair and stilled. “Do you mind if we talk, Theone?"
    What would that matter? And, it's captain. Damn. It's like Goro already signed the marriage license. I shot M'yote a quick glance and went back to pretending I had a spacecraft to fly. One that shimmied through space like a frisbee on autopilot. And do I have to hear the gods-damned history from Hell again? “Of course.” I didn't throw in commander . I'd choke on that until I felt better about this mess.
    He descended into the chair and eyed my profile. “This situation is as difficult for me as it is for you."
    Right. I faced his unnerving blue eyes head on. Trying not to notice his long yet attractive sleek facial features. “Oh? I don't recall you not getting your way.” Did it really matter if I ticked him off?
    M'yote smiled with a snort and a nod. “I understand.” He threw up his blue palms in a small almost surrendering gesture. “I would not wish you to mate with a male you do not want, Theo. Mating is the most sacred act on my planet.” His mask grew very serious. “On my world, there are no females."
    The alien was kidding. How does a civilization continue without females? “I don't understand how you can't have females—daughters. You aren't making any