Have you ever seen a flagship up close, Prefect Ubarce? he thought.
The man turned to him, his mouth open to speak. He hesitated and followed Byron’s gaze just as the Nacinta came into view. Excitement burst from Ubarce’s mind as the massive form of the ship floated past the cockpit window. The flagship’s surface glowed from Tgren’s sun. The exterior weapons cast long shadows that extended across her shell. The steel hull presented an impenetrable surface that stretched forever. Ubarce’s unshielded mind filled with awe.
That never grows old, Byron thought, leaning back in his seat.
The shuttle docked in the Nacinta’s hangar and an escort awaited them. They followed the man, moving at a rapid pace. Ubarce kept his face forward, but Byron caught the man’s gaze wandering as they passed Cos
