“She’ll be back from her feeding soon,” Zander told Daneth, who had arrived full of information on human reproduction. “You can take her for the implants then.”
Daneth believed a “natural conception” was important for Zander’s child. He said they would only resort to harvesting her eggs and breeding offspring in the lab if natural conception failed after 200 planet rotations. Zander had grumbled about having to breed the human for two hundred days and nights. If things went as badly as they had the night before, he would insist on a lab breeding by the third moon passing.
Lamira burst into his chamber, a spot of high color on her cheeks. Red blotches marred the slender column of her neck, too. It must be from the wet collar.
Humans and their weak constitution.
Humans and their weak con
