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station we are going to is working on an experimental high-yield, oil-heavy grain. It is far too combustible to be near a flame or spark, but their vehicle is lacking in regular maintenance. It sparked this morning before I was called to the spaceport. Apparently, it just did it again.”
    She held on with her left hand this time, her right was working on the trident to find the correct grip.
    “Do you want to try or should I draw off the flames first?”
    Rox blinked. “I suppose I can give it a whirl.”
    She regretted those words when she saw the five acres of flames spreading rapidly. He put them down nearby and dismounted as she did.
    Rox walked toward the flames and the spines of her trident separated and started to spin. She extended her arm and pulled in the heat.
    The sheer expanse of the flames fought her, but when she opened her mind and let the cold have its way, the fire dimmed and flickered, going out in a spreading wave.
    The whirring of her weapon of focus slowed as she brought the field down to just above freezing.
    Her wristbands and the links around her boots helped her to absorb the heat in a more efficient manner than her body could normally manage. When the fire was deprived of its ignition source, it simply died.
    “Well done, Roxelena.”
    “Rox, please.” She wrinkled her nose.
    “That won’t do. Lady, then.” He removed his helmet and turned her to face him. “Could you bear being called Lady?”
    She looked into his eyes, and there was heat flaring there. She leaned up and kissed him, wrapping her hand around the back of his neck.
    Heat flowed between them, and her normally cool abdomen warmed and she felt her blood running through her veins.
    He parted his lips and fed the ice inside her. A light nearby broke the kiss.
    Rox moved out of his embrace and lowered her trident.
    “It is just the local press, Lady. They always enjoy an image of the new Guardians.” He put his left arm around her waist and held her against him.
    She thought he was being protective, but when she felt the erection, she realised it was for his own sense of decorum.
    The light approached, and an interviewer with a vid camera and a crew came toward her.
    “Fire Fall! Is this the new Guardian who had the spaceport in a riot?”
    He snorted, “There was hardly a riot, Dionic. Her transport was mishandled and things got a little carried away.”
    The elegant woman sneered, “I hear that her pilot is still in the infirmary.”
    Fire Fall snorted. “It served him right. He had his directions, and he chose to act for his own comfort instead of that of his cargo. The recording indicates he sealed her in against instructions.”
    Rox bit her lip. She hadn’t realised that the pilot was that unwell.
    “What is your name, Guardian?”
    She frowned and then shrugged. “Lady.”
    She heard the cough at her side.
    Fire Fall agreed. “Her designation is Lady.”
    “Lady, why is your clothing so minimal?”
    Smiling, Rox extended her trident and summoned the humidity in the plants to form a tower of ice on which a globe sat.
    “I am naturally cold, so I am wearing as little as possible to keep myself warm.”
    The vid recorder swung from her structure back to her.
    Dionic suddenly seemed to realise something. “Fire Fall, congratulations on your marriage.”
    Rox returned her trident to the upright position.
    “Thank you. It is a relief not to wear the helmet at all times.”
    “How does your family feel about your wedding one of the new aliens?”
    Rox realised that she was in the middle of a conversation that had nothing to do with her.
    “I do not know, nor do I truly concern myself with their opinion. I serve Irudan, Lady serves Irudan, and as fire and ice, we are an excellent match.” He threaded his left hand through Rox’s and lifted it to his lips. He burst into flame and her body absorbed it.
    Dionic flinched back. “Right. That is enough. We have what we need.”
    Her vid handler turned off the light and