EIDER: Chapter 6
by Jaina Jacen (September)
“It’s you,” I say.
“It’s me.” His eyes sparkle with the light of a thousand stars. I shouldn’t stare, but his face will not let me go. How can this be the product of a Class II union? The sages say only Class I citizens are beautiful, based purely on careful engineering of their genetic composition.
This young man’s beauty is beyond scientific interference. And yet he possesses a boyish charm evident in the clever twist of his smile, the dimple in his cheek. His hair is lighter than I remember, and the earlier wayward curl against his forehead has its wavy companions back.
“Why are you here?”
“When a highborn lady asks to see me, I am not one to disappoint.”
“Oh.” So he’s only here because of my station?
“I’m just teasing. I wanted to see
