Page 33 of Kailirex

“My team is still taking applications. There are several positions and I’m pretty certain Stella will be offered one of them after we review everything.”

“Really?” Stella squealed from beside me.

I smiled down at her. “Most likely. I can’t promise anything yet, as my team each gets to weigh in on the decision.”

“Understood, but, you’re like, how much of a percent sure?”

I bent down to kiss the top of her nose. “Nearly a hundred.”

“Yes!” She bounced up and down on her toes in her exuberance.

“We still expect to see a wedding, for both of you,” Mom said firmly.

“There’s time to make plans for that after we hear what the doctor says,” I pointed out.

“You’re right. Alright, why don’t you pull that chair over so you’re not looming over me like a buzzard and you can tell me how come you’re green. None of the Mylos on the posters or on TV are.”

I chuckled, and did as she asked, explaining about how the Mylos have had and currently do have, Bride contracts with other worlds. She and her husband listened raptly, drinking in every word.

“That’s got to be one of the most fascinating things I ever heard,” Mom said when I finished.

“Sure is. Kind of mind boggling, thinking about all those planets and other people out there. I bet not all of them are good, either.”

“No, they aren’t. It’s why we are a military fleet and not just a scientific and cultural one,” I admitted.

“Thought so,” he said, settling back deeper into his pillows. “Heard you were all warriors and looking at those muscles, I believe it.”

The door opening saved me from having to make any further comments.