“Still,” he sighed. “It seems like a dream come true for a person like me. You’ve given me a look at something incredible.”
Shayla swallowed. I’m going to hurt him. Even if I did not feel the pull between us, when I leave, he will sorrow. It will be like the tale of Nia and Lady de’Grassa. Too far apart to ever truly be together.
“So,” Mark was continuing with false joviality. “How are scouts chosen?”
“There is testing,” she said slowly. “And having a family history is also beneficial. My grandmother was a scout Captain, before I was born.”
“Huh.” He went back to his work on the meat, then turned to her. “I should cut this up, now that it is thawed. Can you bring me that knife?”
She picked up the knife, testing its balance. With a flick of her wrist, she reversed it, then sent it whip
