TBT - Clans of Kalquor: Alien Rule

This is not the Kalquorian she was expecting...

“I haven’t told you who he is yet.”  Israla’s eyes sparkled with deviltry.  “Lucky girl, it’s Crown Prince Clajak who calls for you.”

Jessica stopped cold.  Her eyes widened in shock.  Israla laughed out loud at her reaction.

“The son of the Imperial Clan?  The next in line to be emperor?  You didn’t tell me the heirs to the throne of Kalquor would be in attendance tonight!”

Israla nearly danced with delight at Jessica’s surprise.  “You and Michaela were nervous enough.  Neither of you would have danced one step had you known they were here.”

Jessica tried to swallow.  Her dry throat clicked.  A prince!  Israla was the Plasian leader, but she was an elected official, not royalty.  

The future emperor!  Take that, Steel-Hair, Jessica thought smugly.  Then her face flamed with the memory of the liberty his clan had taken with her during the show.  The prince had no doubt seen how easily she succumbed to their ravishing.  

Maybe that’s what got his attention, she thought.  After all, few worlds were as uptight as Earth.  Earther overbearing morality was something of a joke to other sentients.  Besides, Kalquor had close ties with Plasius, the most sensual planet of them all.  Kalquorian men were not prudes by any stretch of the imagination.  She’d seen what Steel-Hair’s Imdiko clanmate had done with a Plasian at the performance.  

“How do I address the prince?” Jessica asked.  Her voice came out weak and trembly.  “I’ve never met royalty before.”

Israla waved off her concern.  Grabbing Jessica’s hand, she tugged her down the hall toward the last door at the end.  “Call him by his name.  Kalquorians don’t stand on much ceremony outside of official meetings.  Treat Clajak as what he is ... a sexy lusty man who is eager to bed you.”

Coming to a halt before the door behind which Jessica’s future awaited, Israla chimed the visitor announce button.  The door slid open without waiting for her to identify herself.  She swept into the room, pulling Jessica with her.

“Hello, my friend,” she greeted the tall, muscular Kalquorian who stood waiting in the middle of the room.  “Here she is.”

Jessica’s hopeful smile faded as she looked at the Crown Prince of Kalquor.  It was Steel-Hair. 

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