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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.)

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Q: Home at Last

Rafaela found herself looking forward to seeing Adrian again too. He was one of the handful of people who had sent regular messages in their daily transmission.

Lief informed them calmly, "He said he would visit tomorrow."

Brendan's expression dimmed a little, but he replied simply, "Okay."

It wasn't until they reached the longer sections of the tower, empty open rooms in nearly zero G that made Brendan brighten again, that Rafaela realized what the tower actually had to be.

"You built our residence inside one of the station's support tubes?" she asked Schmidt a bit incredulously. The old MOUSE nodded. "Isn't that dangerous!?"

"Not unless the station folds, in which case your quarters would very likely have been breached anyway," Schmidt objected.

"We balanced it," Bellamy assured her.

Brendan's eyes lit up, and he murmured, "That explains it!"