Prince of the Moon (Stella and Sol Book 2) by Kimberly Loth

Author:Kimberly Loth [Loth, Kimberly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-04-04T16:00:00+00:00

They hopped into another carriage. Buildings flew by. The height of the buildings made her feel so insignificant. As they continued to travel, the buildings grew shorter, more rundown, but they were still massive in size. Wide and squat. The carriage stopped abruptly, and Sage popped out with Zwaantie following.

Things were darker here. There was still a lot of light, but it was duller somehow. Less pinks and yellows. More faded oranges and greens. It didn’t smell as good either. It didn’t smell of refuse, but it had a sterile antiseptic smell. Zwaantie wrinkled her nose.

Sage smiled at an old man sitting on a bench. He returned the smile, half of his teeth missing.

“Welcome to the slums,” Sage said.

“Slums?”

“It’s what we call areas like this. It’s cheap to live, and the people here are usually not doing well financially.”

Zwaantie moved away as a young boy with a filthy face and a shirt five times too large brushed past her. Food rotted on the side of the road and glass littered the grounds around the buildings where windows had been broken. “Our slaves live better than this.”

Sage frowned at her. “At least the people have a choice. We have a lot of programs to help them. If they want to move up and out, they can.”

Zwaantie wasn’t sold on the system. At least the slaves were clean and cared for.

Sage pushed open a door, and they entered a room with at least a hundred chairs. Half were full with people wearing bland, ratty clothes. At the far side of the room, behind tables, sat people dressed impeccably.

Zwaantie followed Sage through the room and through another door.

“What is this place?” Zwaantie asked.

“It’s the jobs master. People come here when they can’t find work. We’re going to find out where they sent Phoenix.”

They got into an elevator, and Sage pushed the number five. The elevator shook as it went up.

“With all the magic you have, why can’t you make the area look nicer?”

“We do, but it never lasts. Why would we put the effort into making something look nice if the people aren’t going to take care of it?”

They got out into another dull looking hallway, and Sage pushed the door open that said Jobs Master.

A woman in a fluorescent pink suit sat at a desk. The color nearly blinded Zwaantie.

“Hey, Galexia, is Pollux in?”

The woman nodded her head, not taking her eyes off the floating face yelling at her.

Sage pushed open another door, and they found a balding man pouring over a stack of papers. His head jerked up, and a wide smile split across his face.

“Sage, it’s always lovely to see you. To what do I owe this pleasure?”

“I’m looking for someone.”

His eyes glittered. “You’re always looking for someone.”

“It’s my job.”

Zwaantie wondered what it was Sage did.

“Who’s this with you?”

“This is Zwaantie. Crown princess of Sol.”

Pollux raised his eyebrows. “Ah yes, I’ve seen the Ticker. You are even lovelier in person. Nice to meet you. Gave me quite a job the other day with fifty freed slaves.

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