Akita sat at the table of the café along the main corridor on Level 5. She had arrived at the Kardosa Spaceport two days ago after intercepting a message about a freighter that had eluded two Marastin Dow warships. The freighter had made a jump. Out of the three locations where the ship could go from that jump gate, this one made the most sense. It was the only one where safety came in the form of Valdier warships.
The dragon-shifters had been riled up since the attacks on the Royal family. Her lip curled when one of the warriors walked past her with an appreciative expression. His dragon must not have felt the same way given the startled expression that flashed across his face before it twisted into a look of disgust.
Obviously, he doesn’t care for purple-skinned assassins, she mused.
