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Cinderella's Spaceship

Rafaela grew up in the Cinder Sector of the outer belts, an isolated region that her step mother and step sisters can't bear. She's eligible to enter the Prince's race, if she can get her mother's old scout ship repaired in time, but she also needs to discover what her mother really left behind. Prince Brendan needs to catch a bride that he can trust. He was born with Corporate records written into his genes in a Solar System brewing with political strife. He bets his future on a race, but will he find out what this Cinder girl's family is tangled up in? With interstellar travel still confined below the speed of light, the vast majority of humanity now carries the extra pair of chromosomes packed with an inheritance of genetic memories. Those who don't carry the extra genes have been disregarded for centuries. Humanity needs to let go of the past in order to expand their future. Will a young woman, a young man, and a dragon be able to forge a brighter future between two stars? Cover redesigned by Bloom759, face based off Artflow.ai generation. --- On hold because I'm getting the shattered shunt removed finally! (The list of possible complications is a bit scary, but not compared to living with my brain fluid leaking out.)

gusdefrog · sci-fi
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220 Chs

P: Propensity

Louise stared open-mouthed at Calista for long enough that Brendan raised an eyebrow, though his mother's cold glare didn't falter. Even Adrian gazed curiously at the girl who seemed to be frozen in shock, until Louise finally emitted a high pitched squeal of all things. 

Brendan instinctively raised his hands to cover his ears, while Adrian snorted.

Calista gave the smallest of winces, and interrupted the noise with, "Hello, Miss Louise Donatella?"

The noise instantly died, in a dramatic gasp. "The Queen of Eks Corp knows who I am!?" Louise shouted. Her eyes finally moved to focus on the other two occupants of the room, and she glanced back and forth between Brendan and Calista, as though verifying their identities.

"Did your mother ask you to drop by?" Brendan asked a little sharply. He was a little startled that this girl, unlike the many civilians aboard the station, had instantly recognized his mother.