THE BOARDING OF THE transport looked more like a herding of livestock than a public boarding of a spacecraft. Hundreds of passengers squeezed onto a narrow gangplank that led into what looked like a rusty freighter. Rein and Kaelyn were directed down a short passageway, away from the main crowd. Rein had been right. The cabin was half the size of their hotel room, with barely enough space for the full-size bed.
Rein tossed a bag full of food on top of the tiny dresser next to the bed and said, “It’s clean and private. I brought food and wine. We don’t need anything else.”
He pulled her into his arms, and they fell onto the bed. Forty-eight hours passed like a dream.
The ship's horn sounded the call for passengers to gather in the main galley to disembark. Rein jumped up and pulled on hi
