EpilogueThe fleet of five hundred Kzizn vessels filling the air above the New Athens spaceport fired off a brief blast of their retrorockets simultaneously.
A tiara upon her head, Empress Lydia Lillis saluted the fleet, and then waved as the diaphanous vessels slowly rose and faded into the sky. “Goodbye, Father,” she whispered as the fleet disappeared, feeling as if she'd never see Xsirhglksvi Xlmhgzmgrmrwvh again.
The Kziznvxrfn of the impossible name who'd reared Lydia since she was four years old was going home and taking the Kzizn fleet with him.
Wiping away a tear, Lydia chided herself for thinking such disastrous thoughts, knowing he'd be at her side instantly whenever she asked, knowing she would see him again.
Maybe it's because I've spent so much time with him in the past six
