Fractured Chances by Viola Grace

Author:Viola Grace [Grace, Viola]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Shattered Stars, Adult, Romance, Science fiction, Space Opera
ISBN: 9781989892619
Publisher: Viola Grace
Published: 2020-12-11T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Nan watched the flight of khitans return, and she smiled as they headed into their respective enclosures, chattering like kids coming back from a field trip. Her little stalker jumped onto her shoulder and told her all about the day.

Nan was smiling until the images started to hit her. A huge male sitting and the large female hunting. The matriarch ripping strips of the beast off for the little ones, just as Nan had. No wonder she had made friends so quickly.

She leaned against the nearest wall as she learned all about the excursion through her little buddy.

Her little buddy wanted her to sleep with the pile of warm bodies again, but she explained that she hadn’t eaten yet through images of Varix cooking.

The little one made a hairball image in her mind, and Nan started laughing. So, it wasn’t just her. Varix wasn’t a good cook.

She put her little buddy into the growing pile of felines inside and headed back to the house to make dinner.

Varix was chopping a number of items, and when she entered, he stepped aside. “What do you think you can do with this?”

She looked it over and smiled. “How long do we have?”

“As long as you want.”

“Stew it is.”

She started with the aromatics and built up the flavours before adding the meat. She finished browning it, added the vegetables, and covered the whole thing with water. Then, she turned and went about making a set of biscuits. The rising powder was a little tricky, but she hoped she had gotten the quantities right.

“Where did you learn to cook?”

She smiled. “On my own. It was either buy prepackaged food or teach myself, so I started slow and watched a lot of videos and learned.”

“You can learn from videos?”

“And printed manuals, books, anything that has a text component. That is just how my brain works.” She got a glass and punched out the biscuits. “But I can’t play an instrument. My brain refuses to make sense out of the notes in print and translate them to sound.”

She set the biscuits on a pan and slid them into the oven. She scraped the counter to keep some of the flour in a pile.

“What is that for?”

“Thickener for the stew. Once everything is cooked, I will either make a roux or mix more fat into the flour and mix it in that way. It isn’t as nice, but it works fairly well.”

She went and washed her hands then returned to the table.

He smiled. “How long for the biscuits?”

“Thirty minutes.” She propped her chin on her hands. “So, I get to see the kids tomorrow?”

“You do. We can fly out tomorrow after we feed the khitans.” He smiled.

“Do I get to fly the rider?”

He frowned. “No. The colony can’t use any accessible means of escape.”

“What?”

“We put new citizens in the colony, and they learn our ways, get a trade, and by the time they are here for a year, they are then ready for a position in the city.

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