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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 · 科幻言情
分數不夠
222 Chs

C: Formal Transfer

Rafaela wondered nervously whether or not the unexpected change in their docking arrangements that she had just created would improve or decrease the chances of someone finding an opportunity to grab Brendan.

The King and Queen had arranged things to accommodate the SkyWater compartments that had been attached to the ship. The claim that they had needed them removed had been the first deception of the next Queen's career. She wasn't entirely certain whether that was something to be proud of, or horrified by.

She hadn't slept much, despite laying down and closing her eyes for most of the time she had planned to sleep. Her mind had kept her busy, presenting the simulations they had run during their game console time, presenting the current emptiness of the King's queue, presenting a thousand things that could go wrong within the next few hours.