It took me some time to work out how to phrase my first question. Not only was I not sure what I wanted to ask, but I wasn't sure where to begin. Even though I'd thought about it while going to sleep it was as if none of it quite made sense in the light of day. All of it I could remember anyway.
"What's the market like?" I asked as I finished eating. "I mean, I know the general gist. Biggest market in the galaxy, and there's loads of areas. But... How busy is it? How many people are there to actually shop? Will I be sold on right away? Auctioned or price tagged? Is there some kind of shop for human slaves, or an area with cages?"
"Would you like to slow down so I can attempt to answer all those questions or do you want to make yourself more anxious by spouting all the elements you're afraid of?"
I snapped my mouth shut at Icaan's admo
The atmosphere had mellowed in the cockpit again since I'd made my request and I had spent the last few minutes telling Icaan how I mixed some of the food ration packs to make more interesting and flavorsome meals."I need some of these written down," he said a moment later."You'll remember the ones that matter. And besides, now you know you can have more fun mixing them I'm sure you'll come up with some combos of your own.""It just never occurred to me to mix them." He ran a hand through his hair and shook his head slightly."No, because you're clearly one of those ex military types who likes everything to be black and white. Mixing nutritionally balanced food ration packs is quite a gray area sort of thing to do."I thought I caught the hint of a frown as it c
The two ships were clearly coming after us, the radar showing the one to our left trying to cut across our front while the one behind was gaining ever so slightly.Both were warming guns so I set ours to do the same, and waited for the okay that the first plasma bolts were hot enough to do some damage or take a chunk out of the shield reserves."I'm going to try and avoid being hit more than I'm going to give you good moments to shoot, so bide your time and wait for good moments or make your own moments.""Okay," I replied to Icaan's suggestion. I'd flown like that in the past. It was a technique I was at least familiar with. Plasma wasn't cheap and I didn't like to waste it.Icaan turned the ship to the right, putting more distance between us and the lead attacker for a bit until they shot, he then
I laughed as Icaan finished recounting his tale. We were sat at the dinner table, both of us finished. We'd been talking for what felt like no time at all and hours at the same time.More than once I'd marveled at how relaxed he was and how his face lit up when he talked of the things he'd done when younger. His childhood hadn't been perfect, even as royalty, but it had been more idyllic than mine.I tried not to feel too jealous. It clearly hadn’t been plain sailing since. And he’d mentioned that his parents had preferred his older brother. It was only as I was thinking this that I realized he’d told me two different stories.The second day he’d taken me he’d told me that his brother hadn’t made a will and his parents had opted to give him the ship. He’d also made out he hadn’t known hi
I woke alone again, not entirely sure I wanted to be awake again yet. Yet another day was gone and I was another day closer to not being with Icaan on his ship. The last two days had passed amicably, the two of us continuing to get to know each other and make our way through space. And that left us with just two more before he was likely to sell me.Tomorrow evening. That was when he expected to arrive. It wasn't a happy thought, but I knew what I needed to do. Icaan couldn't be persuaded to keep me and I couldn't be accused of squandering what little time we were getting together. We'd spent more time chatting and fooling around in bed than we had anything else.His ship had held up, and mine was still being towed behind but we had one more dangerous section of space to get through before we reached the market. Icaan was pretty sure we'd get through it no problem, but
Again we dodged as the ship chasing us tried to hit us with a full barrage. And yet again we lost shield charge, unable to avoid all of them and the debris all around.We'd been forced further and further up into the field of parts and were suffering the effects."Go right," I called, seeing them trying to push us the other way, several shots only just going past us.As Icaan turned, I fired. The plasma caught them before they could do anything else, but they kept coming as we'd lost speed while I'd shot and not been helping reroute power around the ship."We can't do this," Icaan said, only eighteen percent left in the shields.""Go down and get me whatever shots you can," I replied. Our current tactics weren't working. There was only one alternative. to shoot at
"There," I said, putting the final screw back in place and tightening it up. "The ship is about as ship shape as it will get with the parts we have. Consider her fully serviced and cleaned up.""Thank you," Icaan said. "You really didn't have to.""I know, but it's something to do and you clearly needed the help." I got up, beginning to feel my chest tighten and tears threaten to do more than just make my eyes prick.I walked into the kitchen and focused on getting a drink to help myself calm down a bit. Icaan could so easily decide not to sell me, but I wasn't going to push. Anything I said or did now was going to only make Icaan angry. If his own conscience didn't stop him now then nothing would.Although I wasn't sure what Icaan would do, I hadn't expected him to follow me, but he did, coming rig
I'd wanted to avoid Icaan for the rest of the day, but alarm bells started blaring within minutes of me finishing my breakfast and I soon found myself rushing to the cockpit regardless. If there was trouble then I wanted to help even if I didn't like Icaan right now.Icaan was already there, a blanket to one side of the small room showing that he'd slept in there overnight. I felt a pang of guilt that he'd felt like he couldn't return to his bedroom, but it was fleeting."What's happening?" I asked when Icaan appeared to be calm but the radar continued to show that there were nearby ships."We've found a Frentin patrol around the inner section of occupied space," he replied. "That's all.""So why all the alarms?" I asked, not sure I believed the calm I was seeing when every other beep or noise the s
The rest of the day had passed in a sort of uneasy truce. I stayed with him and he didn't make any more remarks about selling me. The path wasn't hard to fly through, but we spent most of the time in the cockpit anyway.Although I'd never have admitted it, I wanted to get an idea of the route we were taking and how busy it was. If lots of people were flying this way it was going to make it harder to escape later, but it hadn't been as busy as I'd feared. Ships flew along the route, but they hurried on their way and didn't even hail us.At least until we got close to the market. When we were about an hour away more and more ships appeared, flying in every sort of direction. It was clear that the market was a massive hub for the Frentin race and many were coming to make trades of some kind or another.I tried not to let my fear overwhel
It took a little while to get back to the shuttle platform, but immediately I noticed a similar large carriage to the one I'd used to get to this dome. It was sitting on a section of track out of the way, but as soon as we approached more guards in red hurried over to it and got it moving back onto the main line."Come on, I'll help you strap in," Icaan said, as he also helped me up and into the shuttle in the first place.There wasn't room for every single red guard and my own loyal team of six, but there was a second compartment on this shuttle and a selection of them made their way in there as Icaan got me safely in my seat and then sat down beside me and took my hand once more.The doors slid down again with a much gentler and less noisy motion and then, almost effortlessly and with almost no jerking the shuttle started moving. We
Silence had settled into the room for at least a minute as no one seemed to know what to do or say and my mind slipped into the turmoil it felt. I couldn't be bought by Icaan. Despite our best attempt at bringing in the credits, he didn't have enough.I couldn't help but cry as my fate ran through my head. Despite Icaan wanting me and me wanting him I was stuck as a slave and I had been put there initially by the very Frentin I loved. It seemed so heartless and unfair but there was nothing I could do about it.Although I considered trying to run again, I knew it was pointless. Every man in the room bar Icaan was now bound to keep me here and I didn't doubt Sadisk planned to punish me enough as it was. Shaking, I reached for Icaan, but he shook his head and pulled away.The movement broke a dam as almost half the room started to talk a
"Stop this madness and let my slave go!" Icaan's voice commanded from somewhere nearby. Immediately I opened my eyes, but the baton struck me anyway, catching me in the side. Despite my resolve to handle this with dignity I screamed, the pain as it shot through my torso so intense I couldn't do anything but."I gave a command. Let that slave go!" Icaan yelled and immediately the pain receded and I crumpled to the floor.Tears streamed down my face, the pain still so intense I could barely move. Frith appeared at my side and gently tried to lift me as Brinto and several of the other guards hurried to my side and surrounded me, physically pushing Sadisk and the other men back, but the slave trader didn't appear to want to give up."She's not your slave yet, and she needs to be punished. Twice now she has tried to escape."
Despite Sadisk's declaration that Icaan had abandoned me, I still didn't want to believe it. And it seemed neither did anyone else. No one moved."Come here, slave. I will begin by dealing out your punishment for escaping your masters and costing them a significant sum of money to have you returned.""No," I said, "Not yet. I said I would wait three hours to allow for issues with your transport shuttles. My heart doesn't believe me abandoned yet."Then I shall break your heart as well if need be, but you will learn to obey." Sadisk seemed to produce some kind of baton from somewhere inside his clothes and strode toward me.I moved to one side and attempted to put the sofa between us as Brinto also stepped into the way."You cannot be serious, Sadisk. Those things
The dawn light shone through the window and woke me from an uneasy sleep. Frith immediately looked my way and gave me a nod.I sat up once more but didn't get out of the bed."Do you know how long I've got until the council will have met and decided Icaan's fate?" I asked.Frith pulled out a small device and tapped at it."They're in session now. He'll know within the next twenty minutes," Frith replied a moment later. I sighed. This was the crunch moment. This was the next trial for me to endure.I got out of bed and neatened my clothes and brushed my hair as quickly as I could. I then made sure my pack contained everything that mattered to me and I carried it over to Frith."I know you have no reason to do anything for me, but
As the night went on I still found sleep didn't want to come and I considered giving up. With his shift up, Brinto was relieved by Frith and another of the guards and I listened as they talked quietly before Brinto and his companion left.Frith then ordered the guard with him to wait outside. Although I thought this was a little odd, the guard seemed to think nothing of it and moved into the corridor outside, shutting the door behind himself.It was still dark outside, but the room was lit by enough starlight and lamp light from somewhere that I could see Frith move. He came over to the bed, stopping at the foot of it when I moved."You're awake?" he whispered."Yes. It's hard to sleep when you don't know what your fate will be," I replied, keeping my voice quiet but not bothering to whisper.
Although sleep would have done me some good, I drifted in and out of consciousness, barely able to get more than a snatch of sleep here and there. I was too wired and ready to be back with Icaan.The sun had taken a long time to set on the planet and it appeared to operate on its own time zone, not helping me sleep when for everyone here it was still afternoon.I'd also been left with two of the more basic guards during the day, with Brinto returning six hours later to watch me through the late evening and first section of night. He gave me a nod when he noticed me checking out the handover between the two sets of guards but no one spoke to me and I soon lay myself down again.I drifted off again, but I came awake more when someone knocked on the door and the young slave with Sadisk came in carrying more food and drink for me and the
The nicest rooms in the compound turned out to be little better than a basic hotel room all to myself, with the slight advantage that it was at least large enough I could sit at a small table or sofa while the guards gave me enough space. It was also several floors up and I had a reasonable view from the two barred windows.It was clear, however, that it was still a gilded cage. I wasn't free and I was being kept here until Icaan laid claim to me.Brinto didn't leave me, and unlike before he seemed less talkative, even pacing back and forth while I sat myself down on the sofa.We'd only been there a few minutes when the Frentin in charge came in as well, a girl who couldn't be more than about fourteen following him, a collar around her neck and her eyes down turned.The Frentin carried a handheld co
As a much larger and more robust looking carriage came rattling down the tracks, my guards all got to their feet and I took it as an indication I should do so as well.The side panel opened up to reveal an interior with far less seats. The seats it did have were arranged in a circle, and they looked as if they were not only padded, but the straps holding the occupant in place appeared to be far less worn and much more sturdy.I allowed myself to be led inside and immediately aimed for the seat in the middle of the circle. I soon got myself seated and tried to work out how to do the straps. A few minutes later I was still fumbling with them, until Brinto came closer."Permission to aid you, ma'am. We don't really want to still be here when the next shuttle comes through.""Oh, yes. I have no idea wha