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of twin moons. He had seen images of the wars that had ravaged the land centuries and millennia past, and had no desire to superimpose pillars of fire and clouds of toxic smoke on this planet now. He pressed his fingers into his palm again, but they had no pops or cracks left in them.
    “My lord?” Kallos’ advisor said. “By my duty, and the king’s wishes, we must not delay in making arrangements. A decision must be made.”
    “There must be someone among the nobility who you would find fit to be your bride,” Nillana said, joining her brother at the window. Her violet pools for eyes narrowed, as if she was squinting to find such a fit from someone traversing the streets below.
    Kallos did not look at her.
    “You have your pick of anyone,” she continued. “Yet you choose not to? Are you so afraid of the responsibilities of being king?”
    He turned his head to her.
    “You’d do well to watch your tongue, Nillana,” he said. “Your advice is unsolicited.”
    She scoffed at him. “I’m trying to help.”
    “I don’t want your help.”
    “But you need it.”
    He turned back to look out the window.
    Nillana sighed. “Is there really no one who catches your eye?”
    “No,” Kallos said without hesitation.
    “How so?”
    “They have no substance to them. I don’t want to marry someone who’s lived the same life as I. The mundane bores me.”
    “You want to marry a commoner?” Nillana looked at him. “I mean—it’s been done, but rarely are they fit to help rule.”
    Behind them, the advisor cleared his throat.
    “My lord and lady? Might I suggest another alternative?”
    “Suggest away,” Kallos said, still gazing out the window.
    “Perhaps an ideal mate might be located elsewhere.”
    “Elsewhere?” Nillana said. “You mean off-planet?”
    Kallos’ pointed ears twitched.
    “I do. Securing off-planet brides is becoming a trend across the galaxy.”
    “She would certainly have lived a different life than you, Kallos,” Nillana said, then she turned to the advisor. “Do you have a specific system in mind? A specific planet?”
    “Unless my lord has a particular taste, I have heard of a planet, with lovely specimens, that would provide little resistance to our technology.”
    “Where is it?”
    “In a system the natives call the Milky Way.”
    “An odd name.”
    The advisor raised a cupped hand in the air in a shrug.
    “Well, Kallos?”
    The prince turned on his heel and regarded the two of them.
    “Very well,” he said. “But whoever you send to collect this woman, make sure they know how to choose. I will not marry an idiot or—”
    Nillana held up a hand. “Rest easy. I will rally a team and go myself. I haven’t been off Halpa for a while.”
    “You?”
    “Oh, please,” she smiled. “I think I know my brother enough to make an informed decision.”
    “Then I will place my future in your hands. Please, take care not to ruin it.”  
    Nillana patted him firmly on the shoulder.
    “Our lives are intertwined, so I shall treat yours as mine. I’ll leave immediately.”
    Nillana strode out of the room.
    “You may leave me now, Ferrin,” Kallos said, returning his gaze to the stars.
    “As you wish, my lord,” the advisor said, and left with a bow of deference.
    Kallos slipped off the metal band around his wrist and ran his finger along a particular edge. His fingers danced on a blue grid projected in the air. In an instant, the image of a blue, green and white planet floated before him. It spun slowly on its axis. And for the first time in days, Kallos allowed himself a small, hopeful smile. It was not the responsibility of the throne that he feared, it was the responsibility of marriage. He dreaded the thought of having to marry one of those scrawny and boring daughters of the nobles, but the king must have a bride or he was no king. At least the possibility that his bride would be someone different and interesting made him happy.
    Nillana better not fail me .
    Kallos