under those conditions.”
“I can only imagine. I am so rude. I am Jeroka Savik.” He paused and lifted her hand to his lips.
She blushed, “Akani Smithie. Pleased to meet you.”
“Do you see your friends?”
She looked around and frowned. “I am afraid not. You have your duties to attend to. I will be fine here.”
“There are reserved seats at the front of the hall. Please, come with me.” He placed her hand back on his arm and escorted her to the front of the wedding hall.
Nalu were seated all around her, and a few tried to seduce her with the power of their voices.
She smiled politely and eventually faked interest in them, but all she saw was the harsh goat-like features, square irises and squat bodies. Even their horns did not add any grace to their features. They were the worst example of the human mythological satyrs. They lusted, consumed and discarded people and planets with abandon.
Lord Darthian was at the front of the hall, waiting with the official and a few of his men.
Sinder looked around and checked for the size of confusion she would have to deliver. It was going to take a lot out of her, but she needed to deliver a strong burst to make her getaway.
While she looked around, she noted a group of hooded figures who were causing a wide berth around them. The folk next to them didn’t even seem aware of them, but in a crowded hall, it was obvious to her that something was repelling the people in their vicinity.
She dismissed them and paid attention to the growing excitement in the crowd. To Sinder’s embarrassment, Lady Seekua was wearing a similar-colour dress, and while it was not a Nalu faux pas, it was a Terran one.
Seekua’s soft green skin glowed happily as she approached her groom.
Sinder enjoyed the spectacle until the bride reached her side. The moment that Lady Seekua was next to her, Sinder got to her feet, punched her fist into the air and released confusion.
All hell broke loose, and Sinder earned her pay.
Chapter Two
Lady Seekua was as affected by the confusion as everyone else, and having Jeroka next to the bride made it easy to grab them both and haul them out of the hall.
They were disoriented but passive. It allowed her to project another mass of confusion in the hall leading toward the shuttle bays.
Yanking two targets with her made the escape far more awkward than it would have been if only the Lady had been her subject of her rescue. Jeroka seemed to have been struck with a numbing blindness while Seekua was bemused and entertained by everything she saw.
Wave after wave of confusion was deployed until they finally reached her shuttle.
Sinder manacled both of her passengers, tranqued them and strapped them into their seats. When she double-checked that the ship was sealed, a few flicks of her fingers turned the shuttle from mild-mannered transport into armed, small warship.
Sinder whistled under her breath as she fired up her engines and took off with the bride and her best man.
The Nalu defenses consisted of orbital stations that didn’t last under the onslaught of her weaponry.
She accelerated toward her pickup point and hoped that the sedatives wouldn’t wear off before she handed over her cargo.
She really hated to watch Nalu withdrawal. It was never pretty, and both of her passengers were going to be in for a rough time.
Sinder kept up quiet whistling as she keyed in the codes that allowed her contact with her pickup ship.
“This is Agent Baroque calling for Com Officer Reggil.”
“Just a moment.” The com officer waited. “He is off shift. May I redirect your call?”
“Put me through to his private line.” Sinder sighed and waited for the call to be put through.
“I am sorry, Agent. Com Officer Reggil will not take your call.”
Sinder disconnected the call before the trace to her position could be made. She quickly contacted the Hunter station and asked for a drop point for their officer.
Through the secure channels, she was given a
“I can only imagine. I am so rude. I am Jeroka Savik.” He paused and lifted her hand to his lips.
She blushed, “Akani Smithie. Pleased to meet you.”
“Do you see your friends?”
She looked around and frowned. “I am afraid not. You have your duties to attend to. I will be fine here.”
“There are reserved seats at the front of the hall. Please, come with me.” He placed her hand back on his arm and escorted her to the front of the wedding hall.
Nalu were seated all around her, and a few tried to seduce her with the power of their voices.
She smiled politely and eventually faked interest in them, but all she saw was the harsh goat-like features, square irises and squat bodies. Even their horns did not add any grace to their features. They were the worst example of the human mythological satyrs. They lusted, consumed and discarded people and planets with abandon.
Lord Darthian was at the front of the hall, waiting with the official and a few of his men.
Sinder looked around and checked for the size of confusion she would have to deliver. It was going to take a lot out of her, but she needed to deliver a strong burst to make her getaway.
While she looked around, she noted a group of hooded figures who were causing a wide berth around them. The folk next to them didn’t even seem aware of them, but in a crowded hall, it was obvious to her that something was repelling the people in their vicinity.
She dismissed them and paid attention to the growing excitement in the crowd. To Sinder’s embarrassment, Lady Seekua was wearing a similar-colour dress, and while it was not a Nalu faux pas, it was a Terran one.
Seekua’s soft green skin glowed happily as she approached her groom.
Sinder enjoyed the spectacle until the bride reached her side. The moment that Lady Seekua was next to her, Sinder got to her feet, punched her fist into the air and released confusion.
All hell broke loose, and Sinder earned her pay.
Chapter Two
Lady Seekua was as affected by the confusion as everyone else, and having Jeroka next to the bride made it easy to grab them both and haul them out of the hall.
They were disoriented but passive. It allowed her to project another mass of confusion in the hall leading toward the shuttle bays.
Yanking two targets with her made the escape far more awkward than it would have been if only the Lady had been her subject of her rescue. Jeroka seemed to have been struck with a numbing blindness while Seekua was bemused and entertained by everything she saw.
Wave after wave of confusion was deployed until they finally reached her shuttle.
Sinder manacled both of her passengers, tranqued them and strapped them into their seats. When she double-checked that the ship was sealed, a few flicks of her fingers turned the shuttle from mild-mannered transport into armed, small warship.
Sinder whistled under her breath as she fired up her engines and took off with the bride and her best man.
The Nalu defenses consisted of orbital stations that didn’t last under the onslaught of her weaponry.
She accelerated toward her pickup point and hoped that the sedatives wouldn’t wear off before she handed over her cargo.
She really hated to watch Nalu withdrawal. It was never pretty, and both of her passengers were going to be in for a rough time.
Sinder kept up quiet whistling as she keyed in the codes that allowed her contact with her pickup ship.
“This is Agent Baroque calling for Com Officer Reggil.”
“Just a moment.” The com officer waited. “He is off shift. May I redirect your call?”
“Put me through to his private line.” Sinder sighed and waited for the call to be put through.
“I am sorry, Agent. Com Officer Reggil will not take your call.”
Sinder disconnected the call before the trace to her position could be made. She quickly contacted the Hunter station and asked for a drop point for their officer.
Through the secure channels, she was given a
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