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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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C: Misidentified

"Wait… how do you know what both the traffic system and the Security station can see?" Rafaela questioned disbelievingly. No matter how fast the experimental core that Sys20si ran on was, communication was still limited to the speed of light.

"The communication module is working," Sys20si replied serenely.

"And both systems just freely offered the information the instant you asked?" Rafaela asked dryly. Even if the AI was a little too good at getting information out of every system it used, that was still unlikely.

"Yes," her ship replied in a chuffed fashion. "Prince Brendan upgraded our access again! Although I had to adjust the settings in order to successfully connect, and I'm not certain that I've actually made a successful connection to the secondary network that the other ship is using," it admitted.

"But if you haven't fully connected, how have you even acquired their icon," she questioned doubtfully.