Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 149470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 598(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 598(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
But there was no use in fighting about it, I thought. I was never going to change Sir’s mind with words alone. I would have to do something spectacular to prove I was more than just a pet.
“What about me using the Matter Synthesizer and being able to learn to read and speak your language?” I asked him, unable to let the matter drop completely.
Sir smiled at me.
“You’re special, little one. But if I defined you as a ‘person,’ you couldn’t be my pet anymore. Do you see?”
I bit my lip.
“I guess so…would that change our relationship?”
Sir nodded.
“Irrevocably. But we don’t need to worry about that right now. All we need to prove is that you’re advanced enough that you shouldn’t be enslaved. And I think we can manage that nicely in Court tomorrow. We’ll just have to speed up our journey a bit.”
“But…how can we go even faster than we already are?” I asked. “And if we’re still in my galaxy, how are we going to get to yours by tomorrow?”
“We’re going to fold space,” Sir said calmly. “I’ll use my Folding Drive to open a kind of wormhole which will take us from your galaxy to mine in an instant.” He frowned. “It’s a good thing I haven’t bred you—it’s dangerous for a pregnant female to fold.”
“It is?” I asked. I was still trying to understand the whole “folding space” and moving instantly from one galaxy to another thing.
“Yes, it’s bad for the baby,” Sir said. He sighed and stretched. “Well, we should probably get some sleep, little one. We have quite a long day ahead of us tomorrow.”
“I guess we do,” I murmured. I looked up at him shyly. “Sir, after we go to Court and save my galaxy, are you going to seal our bond?”
He cupped my cheek and smiled.
“Yes, absolutely. I think you’re very close to being able to take my shaft all the way inside your sweet little pussy, my darling. And I want to seal our bond before you make your choice about going back to Earth.”
It was on the tip of my tongue to say that I didn’t want to go back at all…but I couldn’t help remembering my mom and my sister. I had to at least let them know I was all right…though afterwards I might want to go back to being Sir’s pet. After all, flying around the galaxy with him was much more interesting than walking Great Aunt Maizy’s dogs or being a part-time librarian.
But I decided to keep these thoughts to myself for now, anyway. Sir and I had a lot to do tomorrow—I just hoped I didn’t screw things up somehow. Having the whole fate of the galaxy on your shoulders is a lot to bear.
Sir and I did our nightly routine and soon enough we were snuggled up in his big bed together. I sighed happily as I cuddled close to him, breathing in his warm, spicy scent. I tried not to think about what might happen the next day in the royal Court of Korrigon Four—it all seemed surreal to me and I didn’t think it would seem real until I actually saw it with my own eyes. But still, I couldn’t stop thinking about it…
“Go to sleep, little one,” Sir murmured drowsily when I stirred restlessly against him. “And have sweet dreams.”
“All right,” I murmured. “I’ll try. But Sir, what if I mess everything up tomorrow?”
“You won’t—you can’t,” he assured me. “I’ll be at your side the entire time. All you have to do is speak respectfully to the Sovereign in Court Korgish when I tell you to. That’s all, little one.”
“Well…all right,” I said, feeling somewhat comforted. Closing my eyes, I finally let myself drift off to sleep.
But then I had the dream…
FORTY-THREE
ELLI
I was standing in front of a golden throne, but the woman sitting on the throne didn’t look like Sir or like she came from Korrigon Four at all. In fact, she looked human just like me—she had blonde hair and a curvy figure and a kind but regal smile. She was also wearing a golden crown on her head.
“Who are you?” I asked bluntly. “And where am I?” I looked around but everything besides the golden throne and the woman sitting on it was wreathed in mist.
“I’m Charlotte Walker—also known as Empress Sundalla the 1000th,” she answered. “I’m the ruler of The Goddess’s Cloak—what you call ‘The Milky Way,’ galaxy.”
I frowned at her.
“But…you don’t look like an alien.”
The woman on the throne laughed.
“That’s because I’m not an alien—I’m human just like you. And I was raised on Earth, just like you. And just like you, the fate of our galaxy once rested in my hands.”
“What do you know about that?” I demanded. “Have you been spying on Sir and me?”