Chapter Fourteen
For dinner, Zaron ordered a wide variety of dishes designed to appeal to Emily’s palate. The only foods missing were animal products of any kind. He’d tried meat twice during his time on Earth, but he couldn’t get used to the unpleasant taste and texture. He had no idea how humans in the developed nations had become so carnivorous in the past few decades; it was certainly not something anyone on Krina had anticipated. To this day, it amazed him that Emily’s species thought it normal to eat meat every day—even three times a day, in some extreme cases.
When everything was ready, he went to get Emily.
He found her lying on her stomach, reading something on the tablet. She’d changed into a white dress, and her small feet were bare, her pink toes flexing rhythmically against
