The Queen Candidate

In a small, mostly sparse room, with some belongings, on a comfortable sort of cushion, sits Euffae, last seen as a baby. She's grown up now, and talking to her friend on a handheld tablet. EUFFAE: No, we're not heading back yet! Our, um, arrangements aren't official yet. You? FRIEND: We're going with some Hive ships - plural. Three. Whole. Hive ships. EUFFAE: Seriously? FRIEND: Seriously, Euffae - we're hiding among troop movements. How's Thyssa?
Chapter One | Part 1

The Present & Our Protagonist.


2014, Zoe Maxine