This Is Hell

In the private area of the palace grounds, A small spartari vessel just landed. It was far away from the designated landing zones, so people who saw its descent grew curious. As the passenger door opened, no one exited for a moment, leaving the women who were waiting for the passenger confused.

Hailey might have been stuck in an outpost for over a year, but in her training she had thrived in combat missions. In those she felt nothing except for the satisfaction of killing the enemies of Spartari. So why was her stomach feeling so cramped at the thought of coming back to her home?

She knew the main reason of course, but as long as he stayed out of her way, she could manage. As she looked at her uniformed self in the mirror, she heard a rapping of someone's knuckles on the ships hull by the open door.