Epilogue
Althea and Leto were traveling by car to New Bastioni, where Abel had settled to help rebuild the city in partnership with the Carvan Protectorate. After what had happened a year earlier, relationships among the various States of Esperia had been restructured and many joint collaboration initiatives had begun.
Althea stretched, spreading her arms: with her left hand she touched Leto on the nape of his neck, transforming her touch into a caress.
“Would you like to stop and stretch a bit?” He asked, stroking her hand in turn.
“I wouldn’t mind. Since they gave me the Ancient Technology Chair, thanks to my ability to interpret all the ancient inscriptions that are re-emerging from all over the world, I don’t move as much as I used to. I am almost always locked in my study analyzin
