VisOrrentian males were definitely interesting. Something else she found interesting was that she wasn’t sexually interested in the other males, even though they were handsome. Luken was the only one who lit her fire of desire like nobody’s business. Tor headed for the driver’s side of the vehicle. She looked up at her prince questioningly. Luken smiled and tilted his head toward his friend. “Tor’s an excellent driver. He’s going to drive us around so I can point things out to you and safely answer your questions.” “Oh, that’s nice of him.” She liked the idea of being able to learn about VisOrrenta from her prince. Thavon laughed. “Tor is usually not so nice. For a princess, he’s willing to play the escort as he helps guard you.” Tor grunted. “Are we ready to go?” “Yes. Go by Slanon’s fruit trees first,” Luken said in a tone that sounded very princely. “Yes, your highness.” Thavon, who was sitting in the front, swiveled around. “These two aren’t always so proper. Tor grew up with us so he’s more of a friend.” “No need to be proper on my account. A good friend is more important than an employee. They are way more loyal and fun to be around as well.” Keneese was glad her prince seemed to be somewhat down to Ear…VisOrrenta. “Well spoken,” Thavon said. “It’s too bad Kalen wasn’t able to come along. He’d like you.” “Thank you, Thavon.” Rows of beautiful blue caught her attention. “The trees here are so pretty and vibrant.” “I see Slanon. Let’s stop by and talk to him.” Luken turned to her. “Slanon is one of Tor’s brothers. He produces of lot of the food we eat and trade. You met him at the claiming.” The vehicle slowed and eased to the ground. That was something else that was going to take time getting used to. As they climbed out of the hovercraft, Slanon smiled and walked over to them. All of the males greeted each other in their custom and then turned to smile at her. Luken rested his hand on her lower back. “Slanon, you remember my mate, Princess Keneese.” He bowed to her and then straightened. “It’s nice to see you again, princess. I’m glad you are here on VisOrrenta.” It made her happy to see that she only had to look up half a foot to meet Slanon’s blue gaze. He was a good foot shorter than his brother Tor. She glanced around at the trees and then looked at Slanon. “I’m happy to see you again. Your trees are beautiful and healthy-looking.” A slight reddish flush tinged the man’s cheeks. “Thank you, princess. I work hard to try and make them the best they can be. I’ve been working on a feeding solution that is making the fruit sweeter than before.” He moved over to one of the trees that had a heavy load of fruit weighing it down and quickly cut four pieces of fruit from the tree. He handed them all a piece. Keneese sniffed hers and her mouth watered at the sweet scent. Tor bit into his and grinned at Slanon. After swallowing, he slapped his brother on the back. “You’ve once again proven yourself to be a genius. This is the sweetest picplom I’ve ever had.” Keneese quickly decided that “picplom” was the name of the fruit. Luken urged her to take a bite. She sank her teeth into the bright-blue spotted fruit and closed her eyes as an explosion of sweet flavor caressed her taste buds. She opened her eyes to see Thavon and Luken nodding. “You’ve excelled once again, Slanon,” Luken praised. “Yep, this is by far the best picplom I’ve ever tasted,” Thavon agreed. Once she was down to the seed, Slanon held out his hand. “I’ll take that.” He retrieved the others seeds as well. “Now I have seeds to grow for testing growth and flavor of the second generation of trees.” Tor grunted. “Always working. You need to go meet the other human female. Her name is Alicka.” Slanon shrugged. “I’ll try.” He glanced around. “No promises, though. You know how busy I can