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Ren walked with a full escort entourage onto the roof of the hive ballroom center. The roof was rounded and orange, with bulbous skylights that looked like beehives of orange glass.
She stepped delicately over a pipe.
Dyne walked next to her, his rifle gripped tightly.
Lissa walked on the other side of Ren, and she walked free and careless, like there was no danger at all.
A gust blew, and a metal extension ladder scraped against the side of the roof.
She heard several voices and saw, four stories below, a line of soldiers standing at the base of the ladder. Behind them, a large, gray spaceship with a pointed nose. She had never seen a spaceship like this before and it was foreign to her, sleeker than the Zachary cruisers that often cruised the navy skies, slimmer than the wide wa
