daughter, Melody, was dating Lysander's son, Princeton. Koris had never approved of Prince and not just because of his overconfident name. At eighteen, he was over two years o

elt no guilt doing that: due to the Servants Union he was required to give any servant he had sex with a small bonus in their pay check. Like most lords and ladies, he presumed that prostitution came with

quite lost for words when it came to a question about the new Olympus United factory opening up within the month. He had h

ause natural fruits and vegetables could not be grown outside under the scorching light of the Jhard. All fruits were ei

o clue what strange concoctions had formed the cigarettes he smok

he tried to remember the fourth member of Koris' household's name, "

knew that Andromeda and Lysander had had been intimate with each other before Koris married her many years later. Lysander knew that Koris felt awkward whenever

t been born on Manticore. Her natural skin was very dark compared to the sickly pale people she was around daily. Two-hundred and seventeen years ago she had been born in the Indian biosphere on Old Earth and a hundred years after that she boarded a transit

e deep sleep gel he had been pickled in. The nurse patted him on the ba

y had to be out of the contamination zone in case any of the new citizens had unforeseen diseases. Even if they had a disease that was common on Old Earth, th

ired to move planet was not worth paying for a new life on Manticore. Lysander figured that these people had moved to a desolate planet so far away from Old

another was from Norway and the final three were from various parts of Asia. Compared to the people of M

ad all heard stories about the range in skin colour on Old Earth; they had even seen some photos on the

s did not seem to know what to do with her and just stared at her. They had seen her profile