Alien Romance: RAYER: Space Warrior's Mail Order Bride (Space Beasts Book 2) by Alyssa Ezra
Authors: Alyssa Ezra
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somehow failed to destroy the Earth’s atmosphere, but had instead shoved it higher. Though, as she looked at the lush world around her, she wondered if she would ever be able to return to Earth and remain un-jaded.
The conveyance zipped through modest streets and around bustling markets, before it seemed to slip through an iridescent semi-transparent wall. On the other side, it was as if the city had fallen off, and the shuttle was now cruising through an immaculately designed landscape up a near vertical incline.
“We have now entered the grounds of the High Royal Compound,” Suelkon turned in his seat to tell Cole. The compound was first carved out of the mountain face – easily a thousand solar cycles ago. But as time went on, they have added to it. High Prince Rayer, has his own domain within the compound. Of course, you might consider talking to him about the area that he has claimed. Either that or you might want to see if there are a set of vacant chambers that you can claim for your personal use.”
“What is wrong with the area of the palace that Prince Rayer has claimed?”
“Oh nothing. Nothing, I suppose.” Suelkon turned toward one of the other men to ask a question about the most recent wave of replications. Whatever that means…
The shuttle continued to zip through a decadent landscape until it approached a massive set of gates that reminded Cole of the newest rash of historical movies that were trending on Earth. Stone walls towered overhead and mounted within the arching stone were hinged metal gates. While the portal presently stood open, Cole could see that the swing zone was kept clear and the enormous hinges were in excellent, shining repair. The gates were ready to be closed at an instants notice.
Beyond the gate was a vast expanse of courtyard and stair-step leveled garden. Where the grounds beyond the gates had been lovingly sculpted, they had remained fairly natural in presentation. By contrast, the garden was flawlessly manicured; every detail had been precisely planned and executed. Cole gawked at what was apparently the main entrance into the palace; or rather, what Suelkon had called the High Royal Compound.
I should probably work to use their terminology – acclimate to the society here. Still, those are some seriously big doors. I wonder if that is a sign of power for the Sii; the bigger the doors, the more important…
The long, tube-like vehicle slowed to a stop and the vessel’s door swung receded up. A thick woodsy scent filled the cab. Cole realized that if colors could smell, the crisp earthiness of the odor filling her nose was the scent of the color green because she had never seen such a variety of shades as there were on Siiger.
As everyone filed out of the shuttle, the large doors marking the front entrance swung wide. A party of people spilled across the stairs that led up the entrance. All of them were clad in the most astonishing variety of fabrics Cole had ever seen. The costumes were elaborate – almost too elaborate for Cole’s more practical tastes.
Is that how Rayer normally dresses?
As the High Prince exited the shuttle – he was the last of their group – an elderly man appeared in the doorway. His costume was slightly more refined than those of the people who surrounded him, though not by much. At his elbow appeared a woman that was at least half his age and behind her was a man that resembled her greatly. As Cole considered the man that stood behind the obviously royal couple, she found herself hoping that her alien – or am I the alien? – was more inclined toward the plainly, albeit elegantly cut,
The conveyance zipped through modest streets and around bustling markets, before it seemed to slip through an iridescent semi-transparent wall. On the other side, it was as if the city had fallen off, and the shuttle was now cruising through an immaculately designed landscape up a near vertical incline.
“We have now entered the grounds of the High Royal Compound,” Suelkon turned in his seat to tell Cole. The compound was first carved out of the mountain face – easily a thousand solar cycles ago. But as time went on, they have added to it. High Prince Rayer, has his own domain within the compound. Of course, you might consider talking to him about the area that he has claimed. Either that or you might want to see if there are a set of vacant chambers that you can claim for your personal use.”
“What is wrong with the area of the palace that Prince Rayer has claimed?”
“Oh nothing. Nothing, I suppose.” Suelkon turned toward one of the other men to ask a question about the most recent wave of replications. Whatever that means…
The shuttle continued to zip through a decadent landscape until it approached a massive set of gates that reminded Cole of the newest rash of historical movies that were trending on Earth. Stone walls towered overhead and mounted within the arching stone were hinged metal gates. While the portal presently stood open, Cole could see that the swing zone was kept clear and the enormous hinges were in excellent, shining repair. The gates were ready to be closed at an instants notice.
Beyond the gate was a vast expanse of courtyard and stair-step leveled garden. Where the grounds beyond the gates had been lovingly sculpted, they had remained fairly natural in presentation. By contrast, the garden was flawlessly manicured; every detail had been precisely planned and executed. Cole gawked at what was apparently the main entrance into the palace; or rather, what Suelkon had called the High Royal Compound.
I should probably work to use their terminology – acclimate to the society here. Still, those are some seriously big doors. I wonder if that is a sign of power for the Sii; the bigger the doors, the more important…
The long, tube-like vehicle slowed to a stop and the vessel’s door swung receded up. A thick woodsy scent filled the cab. Cole realized that if colors could smell, the crisp earthiness of the odor filling her nose was the scent of the color green because she had never seen such a variety of shades as there were on Siiger.
As everyone filed out of the shuttle, the large doors marking the front entrance swung wide. A party of people spilled across the stairs that led up the entrance. All of them were clad in the most astonishing variety of fabrics Cole had ever seen. The costumes were elaborate – almost too elaborate for Cole’s more practical tastes.
Is that how Rayer normally dresses?
As the High Prince exited the shuttle – he was the last of their group – an elderly man appeared in the doorway. His costume was slightly more refined than those of the people who surrounded him, though not by much. At his elbow appeared a woman that was at least half his age and behind her was a man that resembled her greatly. As Cole considered the man that stood behind the obviously royal couple, she found herself hoping that her alien – or am I the alien? – was more inclined toward the plainly, albeit elegantly cut,
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