“Your destination is over eight light-years away. It is a planet of ice and fire. Make sure to bring plenty of warm clothes. We lose heat quickly compared to the walkers. The ship Empericus 546 is awaiting you, along with over two hundred troops at your direct command.”
He turned his wheelchair around to face her.
“You will be travelling at light speed. I will have aged greatly by your return, if I am alive at all. Know that this is an important mission for the Empire.”
She replied, her voice cracking, “I will do as the Emperor commands.”
“Then, that is all, Audrey. Report to port 46Y2 in under an hour.”
Tears welled in Audrey’s eyes as she drove her chair away from Oreus’ room.
I know that I must serve the Emperor, but I thought that at least I would have Timothy by my side. I may never even see him again.
She stopped and wiped away the tears. There was much for her to do and little time.
Over fifty minutes later, she was addressing her troops, who donned white uniforms and were armed with light machine guns as they prepared to board the Empericus 546 or what they would simply call the Empericus, while on mission.
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