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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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227 Chs

C: Flying Away

The truest measurement of their speed was the way the messages from back home began to speed up. They were still receiving data that was already years old, but they began to move fast enough that the gap between the transmissions was reduced to half a day, and then a quarter.

Time with the game capable systems, that Rafaela and Brendan had used to speak privately, was strictly scheduled at first. Basically the two VR capable systems never had time to shut down. It wasn't that anyone was spending excessive time within them, it was simply that everyone was currently in the mood to use whatever time they could get.

Rafaela asked her father uncertainly, as he checked his own status in the queue, "I don't really ever remember you playing games like this?"

Corso shrugged. "I played more before I started my own company, but there isn't much else to do right now. You are playing more than I recall too. Did the girls finally talk you into trying out their games?"