Imminent Danger: And How to Fly Straight into It by Michelle Proulx

Author:Michelle Proulx [Proulx, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Michelle Proulx
Published: 2015-01-11T00:00:00+00:00

She stepped around Kraigoth and then ran up the golden steps and out of the ballroom.

Chapter 24

Eris awoke the next morning with a headache and a sensation of bouncing. Forcing her eyes open, she saw someone jumping on the bed. A very small, fluffy-haired someone. “Miguri!” she exclaimed. “You’re back!” The Claktill pounced on her, and she flung her arms around him happily.

“Did you find your family?” she asked.

Miguri bowed his tufted head. “Sadly, no. There are hundreds of Claktilli refugee vessels, and I was only able to contact a handful. None of them knew the whereabouts of my family. But I sent out a general transmission—if anyone searches for my name, they will receive the message that I am alive and well.”

Eris hugged the Claktill again. “I’m sure you’ll find them.”

“That is my hope. I believe it is time for me to make amends. I know I may never be the Claktill they want me to be, but I am bound to them by love just the same.” Miguri glanced around the room. “Speaking of being bound to someone … where is the Rakorsian?”

In her excitement over Miguri’s return, Eris had forgotten the events of the previous evening. “We had a bit of a fight last night,” she said glumly. “Okay, a lot of a fight. In front of the entire hotel. I ran off and I haven’t seen him since.”

Miguri’s hair spiked in alarm. “He did not hurt you, did he?”

“Only my feelings,” Eris sighed. “Don’t worry. I’ll get over it.”

They heard a polite knock on the suite door. “I will see who it is,” Miguri said, and scampered out of the bedroom.

He returned a minute later with a shiny green package. “It is addressed to Mimi,” he said, handing it to Eris.

“It’s for me? Who would be sending me something?”

She tore off the wrapping and pulled out a knee-length, purple, cottony dress with flowing alien lettering embroidered all over in gold thread. Accompanying the sundress was a pair of golden high heels.

“These are beautiful,” Eris murmured.

“Who sent them?”

Varrin? Kraigoth? She rifled through the packaging. “I don’t know. There’s no card.” Eris looked down at the wrinkled ball gown she’d slept in. “But I guess I do need a change of clothes.”

Grabbing the dress and shoes, she hurried off to the cleanser to change.

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