Alethea is a kind soul trying to navigate a chaotic world while searching for her place in it. When she discovers she's the lost princess of a vanished planet, her life becomes even more complicated, forcing her to confront a destiny she never asked...
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Alethea's POV:
"Why aren't you coming with us?" I asked softly, glancing between Sky and Riven. It felt strange knowing they wouldn't be with us on this mission to find Tecna.
"We wanted to, but they asked us to stay. We're on high alert," Sky explained, his tone calm but resolute.
"With Valtor lurking around, they don't want the whole crew gone at once," Silas added, his voice low and measured.
I smiled faintly, brushing away the stray snowflake Silas flicked at me in a rare moment of playfulness.
"I wish we could go with you," Sky admitted, his expression sincere. "But I know you'll do great. Just remember, Omega is a dangerous place. Stay sharp and be safe."
"We're ready!" Timmy called out, his voice steady and determined.
"Let's go get Tecna!" Stella cheered, her enthusiasm lifting the mood.
"Good luck!" Sky said, his voice following us as we began boarding the ship.
"Take care of each other," Riven added, his rare but genuine smile catching me off guard.
"Be careful!" Sky called again as we disappeared inside. With everyone on board, the ship lifted off, the hum of the engines reverberating through the cabin.
Timmy was practically glowing with anticipation. "Tecna's coming back!" he grinned. "We're finally going to get to go to the fall formal together!"
Silas glanced at him, raising an eyebrow. "That's what you're thinking about right now?" His tone was dry, but the corner of his lips tugged upward in subtle amusement.
Timmy shrugged sheepishly. "Well, yeah. We both took online dance lessons, and we never got to try them out. It's kind of a big deal!"
Brandon chuckled, clapping him on the back. "Don't worry, Timmy. It'll all work out."
"Wait, did someone mention the fall formal?" Stella chimed in, her eyes lighting up as she ruffled Brandon's hair.
Brandon laughed, gently swatting her hand away. "I promise I'll get my tux soon."
I turned to Timmy, my voice soft with concern. "How are you holding up?"
Timmy's bright smile caught me off guard. "Better than I've felt in a long time. We're bringing Tecna back—I just know it."
As the temperature in the cabin began to drop, Helia glanced up from the controls. "We're getting close."
The cold seeped in from all sides, making me shiver. "What's our strategy?" Brandon asked, breaking the silence.
