Yes, things were definitely looking up. Up being, of course, relativein space.
She smiled at him as he ushered her into the dining room. Though serviced from the main commissary, the duke and his personal entourage received all the little special extras: fresh pixberries, Cook’s tastiest confections, Earther coffee.
“Have you ever tried flavored creamers in your coffee?” She’d explained the concept to Cook at the Azthronos estate and the woman had been experimentingever since.
Tynan’s brow furrowed. “In my what?”
“You’ve not had Earther coffee yet?” Delighted that she could show him something—it got a little tiring always being the country cousin in the future—she waved to Trixie and Nor, since Rayna and the duke were apparently lagging, but angled toward the side board first.
A crash from behind brought her whirling around.
Trixie was staring towardthem, the steaming contents of an entire teapot pooling around her feet. “Blackworm!”
