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Levi saw the Jorvlen term for the Desolation Stone in the files and the name of the ship it had been transferred onto.

“The Imperial Surfer,” he translated.

Cora nodded. “The Jorvlen mothership, from what I can tell,” she added. “The last travel log had the ship leaving Jorvla with the stone on board. We just missed it, I guess. It’s headed to a space station on the edge of the star system. If we can find a fast enough ship, we might be able to intercept them before they get there if they haven’t docked already.”

Levi nodded, looking over the files again.

“Well, we have the ship’s code, which might be enough to track its whereabouts. We should be able to pick up their signal if we get close enough.”

Cora smiled. “You’re really good at this, you know.”

Levi felt his heart swell at the compliment. “So are you.”

Cora smiled back before frowning a little.

“The next thing is getting off this planet,” she said, closing down the holoscreen and looking a little defeated.

“Don’t worry about that for now. We’ll find something,” Levi told her, taking her hand again and caressing the soft skin of her palm.

Cora smiled a little, as if his reassurance was all she needed to hear.

“Until then, we just need to lay low for a little while,” Levi continued. “I’m sure the guards are still looking for us, so we shouldn’t try anything until things settle down a bit.”

“In the meantime, I guess we play house?” Cora asked. A mischievous smile spread over her lips.

Levi’s heart skipped a beat at her words. He wanted nothing more than to sink into domestic bliss with Cora, to share a home with her for real. This was the preparation, he hoped. “In that case,” he told her. “I guess it’s time for dinner, huh?”

Cora groaned as if she’d just realized how hungry she was.

“Don’t joke,” she told him. “I’d honestly kill for some food, even that disgusting Jorvlen stuff.”

Levi smiled. “Well, luckily you don’t have to kill me for it. I give it willingly.”

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a scruffy napkin stuffed with that “disgusting Jorvlen stuff” Cora mentioned. He was about to hand her the napkin when he had an idea.

“Wait just a second,” he told her, turning to the dilapidated kitchen.

What he wanted was to find a plate and serve up the gray food pellets as if they were a real meal. If they were playing house, he wanted to play it properly. He pulled open one of the cupboard doors in the hopes of finding some crockery, but he found something even better.

“Oh my gods,” he muttered under his breath.

Cora must have heard him. “What?” she asked.

Levi turned toward her with a grin, brandishing one of the many cans that lined the cupboard.

“A feast.”

The look on Cora’s face filled his heart with pure joy, and that very first impulse he’d had to make her happy came flooding back to him. What he wanted most in the world, what he’d wanted for what felt like an eternity but was only a few days, was to make her happy forever.

He found a couple of bowls and peeled open the can. Inside was some sort of ready-made soup, and he was elated to find that it wasn’t gray.

“I guess they only serve the slop and animal droppings to their prisoners,” he told her, returning to the bed with the soup and a couple of spoons.

Cora laughed before eagerly taking the bowl and eating.

“Oh my god, it’s actually pretty good,” she told him.

“And there’s more than enough to spend a few days here if we have to,” Levi replied.

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