“Of course, that is not the only reason we have made contact. We also desire allies.”
Jessa smiled, pulling away. “Really? Why is that?”
He smiled. “Small planet. Agrarian in nature.”
Jessa wrinkled her nose and he felt captivation weave through him. It would be so very easy to be lost in the web that Jessa wove effortlessly.
“Umm...should we go down and continue the negotiations? You really should meet with the officials.”
“I would, but do you believe they will allow you to continue to participate?”
“Probably not.” He felt her gaze settle on his once more.
He shook his head. “Then that is not acceptable to me or my people.” He sat back, the act regal and self-assured.
“Then how will we...?”
He smiled enigmatically at her. “We tell them what we want. Then we wait.”
Two unlikely lovers from Hesparia and Earth. Can they overcome misunderstandings, their pasts and the desperate plight of his planet?
What will happen when the past catches up?
Galan is from Hesparia, a prince on a planet where the females are dying out his people need an alliance with the humans.
Jessa has a past, one she hasn't earned but cannot escape.
What will happen when opportunity knocks?
Galan travels to earth, hoping to plead the case for Hesparia. He doesn't expect Jessa or The Quickening.
Can he make the case for women to migrate to Hesparia? Can he get the humans to trust him enough to form an alliance? And is there hope for this couple to overcome the obstacles in their way?