face was just as beautiful as the others she had seen, but there was something familiar about it.
She whispered, “He looks a little like Alveck.”
Brex jolted. “You woke up early than I thought.’
“My body doesn’t like to sleep. It got enough of that at home. Who is this?”
“A... friend. He is on an astral assignment, and his body is being kept here for safekeeping.”
“Astral assignment?”
“Of course. We don’t do all of our assassination work in the flesh. It would not be practical. The Lrrko can send themselves into bots and carry out their contracts from there.”
“So, he is an assassin?”
“All of the men here have done their time in service to Mistress Death.”
Ty blinked. “Mistress Death?”
“Of course. Death is the great equalizer. Since our births are predetermined, it is only our death that is a point that can be altered. We do not worship her, but we respect that Mistress Death will come for us all. She is our true Bride.”
Ty could understand that philosophy. She had spent time on the edge with death as her companion. It was always there waiting for her. She had been content to let death wait, though she had imagined conversations with her.
“I always thought of her as more of a companion.” Ty said it before she realised it was out of her mouth.
Brex turned his back on the man in the tube, and he walked out with her, returning to the riot runner.
“Did you dress me?” Ty looked down at her red-clad body.
“I did.”
She nodded, opened her suit and adjusted her breasts up so that the suit wasn’t squashing them flat.
Brex seemed locked up again. “I apologize for not doing whatever that just was.”
Ty grinned. “It is just more comfortable to not have my boobs folded flat.”
He settled them onto the runner and started it up, taking to the skies with her in his lap. “I will try to remember that.”
She sealed her suit and watched his hands on the controls. “Can you show me how to fly this?”
“Of course, but first, you will have to learn to defend yourself. If you are on your own on this vehicle, you are vulnerable.”
“Why would I be alone?”
Brex made the snorting sound that took the place of laughter. “Because you would sneak out. You have that attitude around you.”
Ty couldn’t deny it. “Where are we going next?”
“To the Secure Quarters. The Honour Guard are posted over it, and no one will let anyone that isn’t a Mistress or her Familiar through.”
“What is that area about?”
“Keeping you safe and entertained. You need to learn, you need access to more clothing, and you need to be helped to learn the Lrrko diet. All these things can be managed here in a secure environment.”
“So, I am not going to be able to mix with any members of the population?”
“Once I have verified your survival capabilities, you will be allowed to mix with others at public events. Eventually, you will mix with the other females.”
She glanced back at him as they landed. “I thought there were no other females.”
“They don’t pass on Lrrko genes. They are companions and sexual relief, only.”
Ty made a face. “At least you put the word companion first.” She had a thought. “Who raises the children?”
“They are raised in creches until they are mobile, and then, we go to schools until we are ready for our first assignment. From there, we leave the world as necessary and return as soon as we can.”
She waited until he set her on her feet before she backed up a little. “That is messed up.”
He dismounted and stood. “It is what we know. You will have input as to the education of your daughters.”
“They will all be daughters?”
Brex nodded and put his hand in the centre of her back again. “There will be two generations of daughters before an attempt will be made to integrate them into the general population. They will be grown in the building that the elders inhabit, and when they are decanted, they will come