IRARUZU
Lu'ria stood on the balcony of her room watching the shooting star as it rocketed across the night sky and listening to her mother speak from the small holo transmission disc on the small table near the door. The fresh night air fanned her slender sepia colored body, the nipples of her breasts stiff from the cool breeze that caressed her naked flesh. Her long shimmering white hair flowed around her face and shoulders as she turned back to the small projection of her mother.
"I know it is not what you wanted to hear Lu'ria." Her mother spoke softly. "When you return to Earth we can discuss it more."
"Why?" Lu'ria asked.
"You are the youngest of our daughters Lu'ria." Her mother said. "This is our way. At least meet him. He is a fine young warrior and could be an excellent husband."
"Mother… you know how I feel about that." Lu'ria spoke. "I am meant for others."