“Albions can be more… beastly,” Zlerak said. “Sort of like the shapeshifters you humans seem to like reading about, except their beast qualities are present at all times and they don’t fully turn into an animal. They mate based off scent and instinct, and simply want the ability to be among humans in case they run across a mate.”
“And the other one?” Blossom asked.
“Markisites are a very pale gray with white hair and bright blue eyes,” Zlerak said. “They’re also incredibly large. Most are similar in height and build to Brexton, and some are even bigger.”
“Bigger?” she asked, eyeing her mate. She couldn’t imagine being with someone even larger. Especially if they were bigger all over. “I’m not sure human women are prepared for that.”
Zlerak laughed. “Yes, well. We may find out soon enough. They’ve finalized negotiations with Borgoz, so now it’s merely a matter of getting Earth’s government to agree.”
Blossom pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes, trying to think of a way to help humans and sweeten the deal for her planet.
“Are they as technologically advanced as you?’ she asked. “Or medically?”
“The Markisites are well-known across the galaxies for their healers,” Zlerak said. “Why?”
“Earth would be more agreeable if they were to get something in exchange. Say a new vaccine to help with something we can’t currently cure, like Parkinson’s, Alzheimer’s, diabetes, or cancer. Or maybe an advanced way of correcting hearing loss or vision impairment?” Blossom suggested. “Offer them something good, and I’m sure they would agree without hesitation.”
“Interesting,” Zlerak said. “Borgoz negotiated for protection when we asked to come here, though too many races are slipping past us and still capturing human females to keep as slaves. The Albions are fierce warriors. Perhaps they could aid in the protection of your planet in exchange for the right to seek mates here. I’ll make sure to bring it up with the Chief Councilor.”
“If we’re finished, I’m due on set soon,” Brexton said.
“Of course. I’ll make sure Ranvik is waiting for you up front.”
Blossom followed Brexton back to the front of the Terran station, and hoped that her suggestions to the head of security would mean humans would have a better chance at survival. While modern medicine had cured many diseases, there were still far too many that killed people on a daily basis. If a vaccine could keep people from getting even just one of the illnesses she’d mentioned, then Earth would benefit a great deal from the aliens being here.
She wondered what it would take to make Earth a more peaceful place, or if such a thing was even possible. Humans tended to be self-destructive.
