Raizxl walked along the hallway, waiting for the details needed to take care of the humans aboard the starbase. He hoped the Overseer would find a solution, and soon because three recently graduated wings were supposed to be transferred to the base from Azophi 1.
Warrior Princess Ushyaz had already ordered Prince Idris and his squadron to stay behind to guard the starbase and star system when she left with her fleet. She was worried the CTA would return, even after their fleet had been nearly eliminated.
He agreed.
While Raizxl had no problem with their humans, after what had happened, he couldn’t trust the CTA. They were willing to sell out their females to the Vresqoxk. That was unforgivable.
No news had come from their scouts about the state and recuperation of their alliance. He wouldn’t be surprised if the Vresqoxk decided to invade them while they were still weak.
A part of him hoped they would, so the Vresqoxk would leave his people alone, but deep down, he knew they would only return stronger. It was better to face them now than wait and allow them to gather more resources—and breed more warriors.
His wristband pinged, signaling Erlyn was paging him.
He answered, and the purple male’s face greeted him.
“Yes, Sir?”
Concern laced his pale green eyes. “There’s been a development, and you are needed.”
Raizxl stilled.
They were celebrating, even though it was the early morning. There shouldn’t be a reason for him to report back to work security.
Now that Jaiya Lian was a Warrior Princess, his services of protecting her as her guard were unneeded. The prince himself dismissed him before requesting Raizxl to accept his new mission as a favor since he was one of the few who knew how human females acted.
Raizxl had dared to laugh at that comment. He was barely fluent and only tolerated Jaiya at first because she was an honorable female. Now, he preferred to converse with her more than most Daextru females.
His new mission was to interview all the tributes and give a detailed report to the Overseer’s assistant about his findings. Which meant he wouldn’t be joining the fleet anytime soon.
“What type of development?”
“There is an unmarked transport vessel—human and badly banged up—on its way here.” Erlyn glanced away from the screen. “They’re not responding to any of our hails, not even those from the human tribute speaking CTA Common.”
“When did we start using tributes within our staff?” Raizxl asked, surprised.
“She bumped into Ajexk during the ceremony and asked about work. She had a background as a communications officer. He tested her and stated that other than her broken Dzexet, she would be a fine addition to the crew.” He shrugged. “I don’t see the problem. Might as well make use of the humans than having them sit idly.”
“The transport. How much time do we have left?”
Erlyn sighed.
“It’s still early; the ceremony was last night. I haven’t reported to my Prince yet because he will most likely be sleeping since he isn’t due in for another few hours.”
While he was happy for his prince for finding his starmate, who was a perfect match for him, Raizxl felt an itch of jealousy creep through him as he watched their relationship blossom to what it became—watching him carry her off from the festival with smiles on both of their faces just added to his yearning to have what they had.
“We don’t have that much time.” Erlyn’s eye flicked to the side. “Estimated arrival is two hours, forty-one minutes.”
“Why can’t Princess Ushyaz handle this?” He eyed the royal assistant. “Normally, she’s the one in charge while her fleet is being housed here.”
“Princess Ushyaz was up late last night . . .” Erlyn muttered. “Her royal assistant asked for the prince to take care of it.”
Raizxl nodded. “Makes sense. Prince Idris would be on duty by the time of arrival.”
“I wanted to contact you first since you are one of the best for these types of situations.” He sighed. “Once I page the Hangar Security, I will wake him.”
Raizxl tilted his head and smirked. “Good luck.”
“I already walked in on them enough to know exactly what they do behind closed doors.”
