“Jak said to his best tove Dujuv, as they sat down to share a platter of Whole Steamed Beefrats in a private booth in the Old China Cafe, their favorite booth in their favorite place of many years, in Entrepot, a vast shopping area tens of kilometers across, far down in the lower decks of the Hive, not far above the industrial service decks, so far down that the main floor was on the .76 grav deck. The Old China had a proletarian-jock tendency to big portions, heavy sauces, and strong flavors, e...specially to sweet-and-sours. Since his allowance was generous and his Uncle Sib was rich, Jak was probably among the Old China’s wealthiest customers. Not the wealthiest, though. That had to be Sesh. The greatest shock of Jak’s life had occurred two years ago when he had discovered that Sesh Kiroping, the girl who had been his sweet, amiable, pleasant demmy for his last years in gen school, was in reality Princess Shyf Karrinynya, or more formally, Her Utmost Grace the Princess Shyf, Eleventh of the Karrinynya Dynasty of the Kingdom of Greenworld, by the Blessed Choice of Mother Gaia.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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