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“Sure. I have seven siblings myself. Had. Different world, different body.”
She made sure that Himmy was settled and walked back to the wall of weapons. There were axes, compressed cylinders, daggers. “These were all taken off fallen warriors, right?”
“Yeah, how can you tell?”
“They are all for close combat.”
“I was a peacekeeper on Peltin before the alphas returned to us. That is how I met Imko.” Himmy chuckled. “I was being held in a Su’ath warship, and they came to rescue us when the Ywon omegas had been generated. I am glad for it, but having grown up with only the tales of alphas, it was startling to see a group of them in the flesh.”
“But you had seen alphas before, right? You are the same species.”
“We are, and we are not. They have genetics activated that betas don’t have. We carry them, but they don’t become apparent.”
“But the omega genes were wiped out of the population.”
“Correct. You are the first living omega anyone has seen walking around in decades. Those that passed had genetic samples taken, and it was one of those dead omegas that your body is modelled on, and her genes are in your body.”
Lyra reached out to touch one of the cylinders, and at her touch, it lit up, and swirling patterns covered the metal. She pulled her hand back quickly and went to sit with Himmy. “So, where did the body blanks come from?”
“Imko won’t tell me. The citizens at large were just told that alien tech was being used to return omegas to our population. I don’t know if you will ever know precisely how you got here.”
“What happened to the other two generations?”
“Something was wrong with them. They only lived a few days and never left the facility.” Himmy sighed. “They didn’t even report consciousness according to the researchers.”
There was a soft knock, and Himmy called out for the person to come in. A beta woman with a smile in a sober uniform brought a tray in. “You ordered a lot, Lady.”
Himmy smirked. “I have a guest. Hence the extra teacup.”
The servant looked up as she set the tray down, and it dropped the last quarter inch with a clatter. Himmy jumped, and Lyra grinned and waved. “Hello, miss.”
“You’re a...”
Lyra shrugged. “That’s what they say. I don’t see it myself. I think I just need a tan.” She held out her hand with its pearl skin.
Himmy snorted. “Thank you, Mabella.”
The maid or whatever was frozen, staring at Lyra.
Himmy chuckled. “You can go now, Mabella. Yten Lyra will help me if I need it.”
Mabella blinked and stood up straight. “Yes, Lady.”
The stunned servant left the room, and Lyra went to pour tea as her grandma had taught her. The cups were smooth with no handles.
“How thermally resistant are the cups?”
“Very. Pour them two-thirds full, and we hold the cup from the top. That’s why the cup is flared. It also keeps the heat in.” She took the teacup from Lyra, held it by the rim, and sipped before setting the cup down. “Like that.”
Lyra nodded and sipped at the tea. “That’s really good.”
“Try the purple sandwiches. They are my favourite.”
Lyra took one of the sandwiches and looked at Himmy. “What can I get for you?”
Himmy smiled, pointed, and described all the sandwiches and treats she wanted. Himmy urged Lyra to try one of everything, and they chortled and giggled their way through the snacks. Lyra learned a lot about the food and flavours that the MaKorith enjoyed, or at least the ones that Himmy enjoyed.
They were nearly through the snacks when the president came in and surveyed the devastation on the tray. “Huh. Himyana, have you been stuffing yourself again?” He leaned over and kissed her. “That’s my job.”
