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I pursed my lips but did as he asked and climbed into the front passenger seat.
Zyod took us out the rear exit and joined the queue of traffic. Inner city areas were carefully divided into multiple fly lanes. Shuttlecraft were allowed only to follow the strict channels designated by traffic control. Speed was uniform across the board. Overtaking wasn’t allowed except by emergency vehicles.
If you had a genuine emergency, all passengers were scanned. If it was discovered one or more people had an emergency health issue, they were allowed to step out of the usual lines of traffic and speed along to the hospital.
But you could get your ship chipped if you were willing to break the law. You would be fine… until they caught you. I happened to have this shuttlecraft chipped. I believed in being prepared for every occasion, even if it could end up landing me in trouble later.
“Let’s use it!” Zyod said.
“No,” I said.
His finger hovered over the button but he never pressed it.
At least he had some sense.
He took the next junction, which provided an awesome view of the emperor’s palace perched on a hill in the distance.
My family was one of the wealthiest in the empire, but it had nowhere near the power the emperor wielded. I wondered if he suffered from the same everyday issues and problems we mortals did.
Maybe. Maybe not.
Few were allowed in the emperor’s confidence.
He was the beating heart of all Titans everywhere. Long May He Reign.
Zyod brought us to Star Cross’d Lovers. It was a small company located on the twenty-first and twenty-second floors of an aging building. A large poster hung on its walls and declared many offices were available to let.
Already, I didn’t hold out much hope this place was going to be the answer to my problems.
We entered the parking lot and climbed out. A giant metal arm took my shuttlecraft and tucked it away somewhere. Parking had never been so easy. The hyper elevator took us to the correct floor.
The doors opened and we were welcomed by a chirpy assistant with a beaming smile and a dress too low-cut for it to be decent. She carried a clipboard but never looked at it.
“Welcome to Star Cross’d Lovers,” the chirpy assistant said. “May I take your name, please?”
“Dyrel,” I said. “G’kauah.”
“Wonderful,” she said, not checking her clipboard. “Please follow me to the waiting area. Would you care for something to drink?”
“No, thanks,” I said.
“A whiskey on the rocks,” Zyod said. “Some of us didn’t drink last night.”
He aimed a sour scowl at me but I was too disinterested to notice.
I took a seat in one of the fashionable but highly uncomfortable chairs.
“How do you even sit in this thing?” I said.
“I’m not sure you are,” Zyod said, lounging and not taking much notice.
A hologram blinked into existence in front of us. We had one each. She was a female Titan with large breasts, long legs, and very little clothing.
“Looks like we found your dream gal already!” Zyod said. “These guys are good!”
“Hi there,” the hologram said in her sultry voice. “My name’s Marisa. I’m the composition of what every male Titan looks for in a female’s appearance, but I may not be what you’re looking for. That’s why at Star Cross’d Lovers we offer a huge range of girls from all four corners of the galaxy for you to choose from—”
“Can you dance?” Zyod interrupted.
