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She paused.“You would carry me in?”

“Of course.You can’t fly yet, and when your wings do come in, they are not for speed, they are primarily for display.”

“I am still not sold on the wings.”

He lifted her hand to kiss her knuckles.“You will be.You have all the time in the worlds.”

Epilogue

Reem fluttered herwings as she finalized the documents for the colony expansion.

“Comptroller, you have a visitor.”Her assistant and other Terran, Lina, smiled.

The crying sounds of the infant made Reem smile.“You lasted three hours.I am very proud of you.”

Wenvari carried his daughter in and handed her to Reem.“I don’t know if you are talking about me or her.”

Reem unbuttoned her shirt.“Yes.”

He snorted, and his expression softened.“Pale blue.I love watching pale blue.”

She sat in the very comfortable chair he had provided her.

“Did you get the expansion organized?”

“Yes.Crews start the new living and commercial areas later this week.”

“You know, you were the best decision I ever made, and I am very happy that your cycle is predictable, or this little one wouldn’t be here.You work too much.”

“Whose fault is that?”She looked at him with raised brows.

“Perhaps I should schedule you a vacation or drop your in-office time to twice a week.”He stroked their daughter’s head.

She laughed.“I can work from home with monthly in-person meetings.I would like actually to see the world I live on.”

He smiled.“Then it is settled.”

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