Two days before the wedding.

“Peregrine’s Claw, this is Wayfarer Station. You are cleared for transit to Xenen surface.”

“Thanks, Wayfarer. See you again in a couple of days. Claw, out.”

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“He’s late,” Robert said.

“He is not late,” Talia replied. “Your chrono is fast.”

“Calibrated it just this morning. He’s late.”

“By all of two minutes,” Talia said as the Claw settled down on the landing pad. “Now hush.” Continue reading →