I'm not supposed to love you...

2.

Ralexe didn't talk much and immediately led Lance to what he assumed would be his room. The code was 24601 and as soon as Lance was in Ralexe left.

The room was small and rather dark, along with the rest of the ship. Galrans weren't ones for style, mainly focusing on power. Rather different from Alteans.

Alteans made powerful ships yes, but they were sure to be light and full of style. What's the point in being powerful unless you can be beautiful as well?

Lance sighed and sat on the small bed. He would be stuck here for three long months.

Wonderful.

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Keithak checked all of the ships systems to be sure they were safe for departure. The sooner they were out of Altea, the sooner this war could be over.

The half-Galran groaned as he thought of the months to come. He had nothing against the prince himself, but he never got along well with most royalty.

Earning his position in the military hadn't been difficult, his experience with fighting had started when he was barely three years old while most started when they were ten.

Ralexe entered the room and looked to Keithak. "Annie and I have prepared the systems and are ready to leave when you are. The Altean is in his room."

"The systems are all prepared," Keithak said standing," what did you tell him?"

"My name and that he was to stay in his room until we took off. There wasn't anything specific in my orders."

"That's all." Ralexe left and Keithak exited out of the systems database. Time to meet the Altean.

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I'm updating at 4 in the morning because my sister woke me up to kill a bug.