Humouring her grandparents leads Myra to discovering that a member of her family belonged to an alien race, and that race wants her back now. The people who killed her ancestors demand the last viable member of the Day clan, and she has no idea why.
She finds out that her bloodline is the key to bringing back a portion of the population that have died out. The women. Her alien people survive by abducting their brides from a variety of species, but if she can claim her birthright, she can bring the trigger back and fertility will return.
Arbor-Dren–assassin, warrior and snappy dresser—is the consort that she chooses, and he is more than capable of dealing with her learning curve, and all of her other curves as well.
Recruiter Norz looked at the results. “You are certain?”
“Yes, sir. All three samples confirm it. She is a Kameraet, of the Day clan.”
Norz stared at his assistant. “I thought they were all dead.”
“Apparently not, sir. This is a very strong and very pure genetic line, considering what she listed on her form.”
Norz shook his head and ran a hand over his scalp. “I suppose I have to inform them. Damn. I wish it were any other species. Why couldn’t it just have been a stray Dheman or Enjel?”
“Will they insist on landing, do you think?”
“To reclaim the last of that line? I think we will be lucky if we can have her launched from the moon base without a warship panicking the populace.”
Norz went to the long-range com while muttering to himself about genetic lotteries and hoping for luck.
His best bet was the Kameraet ambassador in the court of the Imperium, so that is where he placed the call.
Thirty minutes later, the connection was finalised and the Kameraet ambassador was facing Norz in a holographic display.
Norz inclined his head. “Apologies for disturbing you, Ambassador.”
“I am guessing that this will be worth my time, so proceed, Ontex.”
Norz kept his expression blank, as he had been trained to. “I have come across one of your people. Well, the direct descendant of one of your houses.”
The ambassador raised his brows. “Which family?”
“The Day family. She is a direct descendant of the Day clan. There is no doubt.”
The ambassador’s expression was shocked, to say the least. “You do know that this will throw my people into an uproar.”
“Do you have…wait…you said she?” His manner shifted from shocked to predatory.
Norz kept his wince to himself. Indeed, this was precisely what he had hoped would not happen.
“Correct. The descendant is a female.”
The ambassador narrowed his eyes. “How old?”
“She is twenty-six.”
The smile was bright. “I will contact Nimrah immediately. They will be in touch with you at this terminal number for the pickup of our new High Lady.”
Norz nodded. “Thank you, Ambassador.”
The man’s features blurred as the call was disconnected.
Norz sighed. The Kameraet had been master traders throughout the Imperium, but now, they were an organised gathering of highly paid assassins and spies that owned four sealed star systems and everything in them. Their obsession with bloodlines bordered on the frightening, and Norz worried for Myra’s safety and sense of freedom. If she was the last of her line, as they suspected, a line of males would be presented to her, and she would have to choose a lord quickly. If she didn’t make the move, they would feel free to coerce her and that would probably not sit well with her Terran sensibilities.
When Myra caves into her grandparents pleas and heads down to the local volunteer center, she doesn’t expect her life to change dramatically. However, change is what she gets and unlike other Terrans she doesn’t get a choice. She is the last of her kind and necessary to revive a dead and dying race. But will being a savior preclude Myra from having love?
Noble by Viola Grace is twentieth in the Terran Times Second Wave series. This story can be read as a standalone. This was a somewhat strange and quirky addition to this series, in my opinion. Myra, unlike many before her, doesn’t get to choose. She is necessary for the survival of a race and once she is found life as she knows it ends. But I enjoyed that Myra may not have liked her choices, but she rolled with the punches. She did her best to make the most of her situation. I liked that her strength of character is what got her through when no one else could support her. I loved that her grandparents got her into this situation, but she in no way blamed them for her new lot in life. And I loved that Ms. Grace gave Myra someone who saw her as an individual. Arbor-Dren was quiet, but deadly. I couldn’t quite grasp his character, but I did like that he was willing to learn about Myra and her desires. He gained prestige and honor, but appreciated the intimate relationship he could build with Myra even more. Although this story was slightly different than what I have come to expect from Ms. Grace, I found it enjoyable nonetheless. I continue to look forward to where Ms. Grace will take the next Terran who enters space.
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