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feast!”
    The three Calphesians moved down from their thrones once more, Shiia and Demos both taking care to offer their arms to their prizes.
    Aedian looked at Roxy once more and then huffed, looking over her head at someone behind her.” Have her brought to my rooms once this is over,” he said, and then turned to walk away, leaving Roxanne standing there, angry, hurt, and dreading the next...well. The next rest of her life.

Chapter 3: A Matter of Chemistry
    For something that brought so much honor to his name, these things were really boring, Aedian mused as he sat at the long table that had been laid out for the feast. This part of it wasn’t broadcasted to anyone with a screen that could receive the signal, the ceremonial bits already over and done with, thank the Stars for that.
    None of that mattered to him, if he was honest. Not that he’d ever been so bold as to say that to anyone who mattered. All this messing about with humans and the treaty, all of that meant nothing to him.
    He’d come to Earth with the rest of his kind because he hadn’t had another choice and because he was good at following orders, even when he was that young.
    He’d brought his blaster and his sword, even though he’d known that it was unlikely that he’d be called on to fight, but a Calphesian warrior was always ready to fight when the occasion called for it. Which it usually did.
    Except not here.
    Not on this strange and oddly peaceful planet where people seemed to fight with their words more than anything else, despite possessing plenty of weapons that, while ineffective against his own kind, would be excellent for killing other humans with if they so choose. And he was sure they did from time to time, but in the ten years that he’d lived on Earth, he’d seen very little carnage.
    There wasn’t anything to do here. Everyone was all about trying to live their lives on this planet the way they had on Calphas, but that just wasn’t possible.
    And to add insult to injury, there was this treaty.
    Aedian wasn’t stupid, whatever people might think about him. He knew that without these human women it was likely that they would die out over the course of several decades. Their own women were few and far between and most of them weren’t able to give birth for whatever reason. The harshness of the way they’d lived on Calphas maybe. No one knew for sure.
    But with the human women they had a chance, and that’s why so many openly embraced the treaty and what it granted them.
    For Aedian it was just another annoyance. He’d never asked for a life mate, and he certainly hadn’t even considered children, and now he had one and was expected to produce the other. If it weren’t for the fact that throwing a tournament was the highest form of dishonor a Calphesian could achieve aside from taking his own life, he wouldn’t have even tried to win.
    But tried he had, and now he had the woman to show for it.
    To her credit, she was very beautiful. Her skin was a rich, dark color, and the gold paint that had been used on her by the women who’d prepared her for him looked lovely against her skin. Her hair was curly and full, spilling over her shoulders as he watched her.
    She was seated opposite him at the table, her plate laden with food that she barely seemed to be tasting. It was all human food, of course, since they couldn’t cultivate the plants or animals they were used to on this planet, but it was filling and tasted good, and Calphesians were used to taking what they could get when it came to sustenance.
    Aedian bit viciously into a chunk of meat and then washed it down with the sweet spirit in his cup, silvery eyes trained on the woman who was to be his bride.
    Her face was round and soft like most humans’ seemed to be, and her eyes were a lighter shade of brown than that of her skin, full of displeasure. Clearly she was just as pleased about the situation as he was, which made him dismiss her just a bit less. She could at