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And she was a better opportunity than I’d had in a very long time.
When we parted, I was the one gasping for oxygen.
Agatha seemed none the worse for wear.
“What’s wrong?” she said, arching an eyebrow at me. “Need a kiss to help you survive out here?”
And with that, she turned and sauntered into the desert.
I growled in the back of my throat, watching that ass as it sashayed through the endless desert.
It deserved to be ridden day and night and I tried to think of a way I could do that before this whole adventure was over.
I hustled after her and we walked side by side, casting the occasional glance at each other.
The smile on her lips matched the one on mine, even if she didn’t intend for it to come across that way.
We encountered no guards and, thankfully, no drones as we completed the final leg of our journey.
The twin suns were beginning to set on another long day on this moon when we rounded what I thought should be the final corner.
No problem, I thought. The shuttlecraft will be around the next corner.
I thought that four times before growing worried.
The problem with the shifting sands of the desert was they, well, shifted.
There were no landmarks that would not disappear.
The tallest sand dune would become the smallest, given enough time.
And this moon had nothing but time.
Ikmal prison would be buried beneath the sands too if the supervisors didn’t keep the area around the prison clear.
It’d been six months since I memorized that map.
But how old had the map been when they showed it to me?
They must have made sure to find the most recent map they could, didn’t they?
The sands couldn’t have changed that much…
Unless there had been a storm or two that completely rewrote the map…
My stomach fell through the soles of my feet.
What if the shuttlecraft was buried beneath a deep and impenetrable mound of sand?
There was no way for me to know where it was, never mind how I might dig it up.
We rounded another corner.
My breath caught in my throat at the sight of a statue carved into the shape of a Desert Flower.
I ran to it and ran my hands over it.
“What is it?” Agatha said. “What is it?”
