matter to those entering the claim challenge. To have her as his mate would be enough. A Chezarian of wealth could easily obtain a mistress for procreation.
He looked down at the woman whose existence would disrupt his sector. Not to mention how the other sector leaders would respond once they learned of her existence. The potential fallout should have been cause for concern. It was not, at least not at the moment when the living, breathing proof of his reason for being was in his arms.
“Dispatch the physician,” Remar ordered.
***
With his new ‘guest’ safely asleep in her temporary quarters, Remar sat in his private chamber reviewing the information collected on her vessel. His scientists were certain it was of the same origins as the E’rth spheres thus confirming what he already knew to be true. All reports indicated the craft had experienced minor damage while traveling through the aperture. But it was the translation of the vessels recorded logs which told the full story.
He’d listened to them several times already. Although he didn’t understand most of the E’rth woman’s lilting words, on their own, he enjoyed hearing her talk.
Having her translated words put Remar at ease about more E’rth beings breaching the aperture in pursuit of her. Alone and in the face of unknown danger she’d remained calm. An admirable quality to say the least. There were not too many warriors who could have done the same. If the translation was right she’d warned her comrades against sending others. Yet another quality to be admired. Brave, noble with demonstrated determination and obviously possessing a high level of intelligence to be entrusted with the vessel on her own. From what they could gather of her data log she was an explorer sent to monitor the aperture her people called a warm’hole .
It was an odd name indeed. He could think of many things that would qualify as warm orifices but the aperture certainly was not one of them. But E’rthers were peculiar beings to have let a woman pilot a craft on her own, why should their naming structure be any less odd.
He shifted his attention to the physicians report. He was relieved to see no damage was done from their altercation on her ship. A thorough examination was performed and identified many internal similarities between their species. But Remar found their differences quite fascinating too. Was the woman’s one heart an anomaly or was it common in her species? What limitations did such a design pose? It was a question he would have to inquire to her at the soonest. Of even more curiosity were her twin reproductive organs. Chezarian women had only one internal sac capable of producing eggs for fertilization. Amazing. Did that mean she could produce multiple offspring at once? The possibility was staggering. Was it really possible their species were distant relations? It didn’t matter the physcian’s report sealed it, there would be a claim challenge for her.
One thing was for certain, the female was a complete distraction, not only to him but to his entire sector. Word of her existence had leaked out and was traveling like a wildfire in the Gideon forest. Sight unseen there were an unprecedented number of participants seeking entry into the challenge. It wouldn’t be long before her existence was known to the other sectors leaders. His timetable for the challenge would have to be accelerated or run the risk of having the other sectors push for entry into the competition. He could not risk planetary unrest.
Remar ran a finger up and down his brow ridges to ease the headache which resided with him since being alerted to the alien vessel. The thought of the incredible logistics of putting on a challenge that would surely rival any in Chezarian history only added to his pains.
Pushing the various reports about the alien woman from his mind he picked up the un-extended rod she’d used against him and his men. The metallic object conjured up images of her
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