will be safer here at the base than over at the Citadel until we can get him captured.”
Riasa blinked, “So, where will I stay?”
“There are barracks in the facility. Roxy can show you where you can stay. I promise that I will get this sorted.” He looked at her and narrowed his eyes. “Did you say, yes, you would take over the Citadel?”
Riasa nodded. “I will, but only on an interim basis until someone appropriate can be found.”
Might nodded. “I will take it. You look a little hungry; I should have an idea of what is going on by the time you finish a meal.”
It wasn’t a graceful dismissal, but Riasa took the hint. She rose to her feet, and with Frost and Finder, she headed to the dining hall. “I have never been ordered to have a meal before.”
Finder laughed. “It is a first for me as well, but I don’t mind. The cooks here are excellent.”
Frost sighed. “The way she is talking, you would think she has never had a good meal at home.”
“Where do you live?” Riasa asked it politely. She was guessing that it was one of the large structures she had seen on the way in.
Finder smiled, “The crystal palace in the valley to the east. Esur made it himself.”
Frost ducked his head. “It is more ice than crystal, but I thought it would impress her.”
Riasa finally asked, “So, Frost is Esur and Finder is…Roxy?”
Finder slapped herself in the forehead. “Of course. Sorry. Yes. We use our Guardian names once we get into the ship, but at home, we are known by our actual names. Might is always working, but if you see him with Alara, he is off duty and you can call him Brodin.”
“Alara?”
“His wife. Also known as Echo in Time. I think, yes, there she is.” Roxy raised her arm and another woman waved back.
The woman waved them over to her table, her green hair making her an easy beacon.
Frost headed for the food and Roxy led Riasa to the table.
“Alara, this is Riasa. Riasa, this is Alara, General Brodin’s wife and Echo in Time, Master Seer.”
Alara extended her hand, and when Riasa touched her, she jerked in place. Her breath rushed out and sucked back in in short gasps.
Riasa tried to let go, but Alara held on. Their contact was starting to draw attention.
When Alara let her go, Riasa took a seat across from her, afraid to touch her again. “Are you all right?”
Alara smiled, “You have quite the future in store for you. I knew it was coming; I just didn’t expect it this soon.”
“Expecting what?”
“Resicor is getting to a critical point. They are the centre of all that will occur around the occupied worlds that we know the names of and several hundred worlds yet to be seen.”
Riasa’s eyes went wide. “Do you know when?”
“It is a matter of months. Spend as much time as you can in training and practicing your sight. It will be needed when the time comes. You can see through the most detailed of ruses and disguises. It is a valuable skill.”
Roxy cleared her throat. “Perhaps you should get something to eat, Riasa.”
Riasa caught the hint and headed for the buffet, selecting food with her colour code on their platters. When she returned to the table, she brought along an extra cup of tea with sweetener. She gave it to Alara. “You seem a little shaken.”
Alara cupped her hands around the mug and smiled. “Thank you. I have been reaching further into some futures, and it always stuns me. There are options, each person has a chance to make their mind and change their direction. Yours is set until the event occurs, and then, it shatters into the normal options that I usually see.”
“What do I do until then?”
“You live and act as your conscience dictates. You have been given a gift and you can see into anything you direct your gaze toward. Use that to prepare for your future. It isn’t going to be an easy one.”
Riasa nodded. “Resicor was getting worse. Suspected talents are being snatched in plain sight. Even the untalented can see