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flowing through their engines without interruption. By the time they hit open space and she was able to release the hyperdrive, half her crew had broken into sweats.
    Or passed out.
    Irritated, she smirked at them. “Really?”
    Gavin drew a ragged breath. “Here’s the problem, Star Skream. You say, Look at me, I’m a professional. You can trust me. I won’t screw up and slam you into anything or get you blown into atoms. But … if one of us dared to fly like you just did, you’d bust our asses to slag for it.”
    Folding her arms over her chest, she arched a brow at him. “Your point?”
    â€œNo point. Just letting you know I need stain remover for both my paints and the seat.”
    Ushara hated the fact that she actually laughed at him. “I don’t find you charming, Captain. Take your helm.”
    â€œGladly.” As he resumed his seat—by crawling to it in an overly exaggerated manner—there was a raucous cheer and applause that went through the crew that he’d relieved her.
    â€œI hear all of you!” she called out.
    â€œWe know!”
    Ushara shook her head. She’d be more offended if she didn’t consider them her family. With an aggravated sigh, she went to check on Vasili who was still buckled in next to Zellen. “Any complaints you want to file?”
    Vas shook his head. “Proud of you, Ma. Thank you for not surrendering.”
    She brushed the white-blond hair back from his forehead and placed a kiss there. “No problem. Now stay here and let me see about our guest.”
    â€œGo easy on him, okay?”
    â€œWhy?”
    Vasili handed her the stack on his lap. “When he freed me, he gave me these and told me to use them to get home. He said that I was to call my parents and tell you that I was safe so you wouldn’t worry. And that I wasn’t to stop. No matter what.” Vas handed her the blaster. “He gave up his weapon to me, Ma … while surrounded by enemies. Who does that for someone they don’t know?”
    That level of thoughtfulness and sacrifice stunned her. It wasn’t often anything caught her off guard. But that did. She wouldn’t have credited an eton Anatole capable of such feelings for anyone other than themselves.
    Unable to believe it, she took the items from his hand.
    First she checked the blaster. It had a biolock that had been deactivated. Fully charged. Unlike the one they’d picked up that the prince had aimed at her. That one had been drained completely. No shots in it whatsoever. He’d left himself defenseless and given her son a fully charged blaster for his protection.
    Ballsy, and for that, she could forgive the prince a lot of sin. Any male who would willingly sacrifice his own life to protect a child he didn’t know …
    It said a lot about him.
    Curious, she turned the link on, expecting it to be locked, yet it wasn’t. But then, there was no need as there were no numbers programmed into it. According to the log, no one had called the prince.
    Ever.
    Neither friend, nor family. The only outgoing transmissions had been for random information. Impersonal calls. Mostly hunting for work or transportation. Very cheap places to stay. The kind of dives that served the homeless and charity cases.
    She paused as she noticed the link’s background photo. Clicking to the album, she realized it was the only picture in it. And it was the last thing she would have expected. Rather than being of the prince or a female of his, it was of a much younger Tadara Cairistiona of Andaria and Emperor Aros of Triosa—the tiziran’s parents when they were young. Teenagers, in fact. Embracing, the two of them were staring into each other’s eyes. It was actually a very touching couples photo.
    Strange that he’d carry this one picture, and no other photos at all. Music, either. There was nothing personal in the link. It was cold and