Chapter ElevenSeated next to Rahne and Sen, Davin struggled to keep his face expressionless as he drove the excavator up the hill.
A castle. A God's-honest castle, straight out of a history holo-vid. Just like the ones the kings of ancient Europe used to live in. If not for the anachronistic piece of 28th-century technology he drove, he'd have sworn he'd stepped out of a time machine into King Arthur's court.
For the thousandth time since landing on Elystra, he wondered how two planets, so far apart, could be inhabited by races so genetically similar, and whose histories paralleled each other so closely. Yes, there were differences, most notably the lack of superstition and religious zealotry that cost millions of lives back in Earth's Dark Ages. Elystrans, though they had their faults a
