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Gunnar, Viken Transport Room
The technician had a better angle than I, and he paled, swaying on his feet. “My Queen?”
She sat slowly, a baby in her lap, both with dark red hair. The Queen turned to face me, confusion written on her face. “Where am I? Gunnar? Erik? What is going on?”
“Wolf!” Baby Allayna lifted her arms when she saw one of her favorite playmates, Rolf. The tiny girl could not say his name properly, and so he’d become Wolf. I learned from the Queen that a wolf was an animal on Earth, fierce and loyal, ruthless and cunning. She considered it to be apt, for my friend was all those things.
Rolf hurried forward and lifted Allayna from Queen Leah’s arms.
I bowed my head and stepped forward, offering my hand to assist her from the transport pad. “My Queen, what are you doi
