Sirius's threats

Selene's hovercar docked at her sky palace late at night. The journey back to the capital of the Federation, two planets away from the wastelands, had been long and arduous.

The federation capital sparkled under the night sky, a sea of lights that mirrored the stars above. Selene glided through the corridors of her palace with the grace and poise befitting a princess. Her presence was regal, her every step deliberate and elegant.

As she entered her leisure room, she paused, her eyes narrowing at the sight before her. In the dim light, her half-brother Sirius lounged in a chair, his silhouette cast in shadows. It was clear he had been waiting for her.

"You look nice," Sirius remarked, his voice smooth yet with an underlying edge. "Where have you been?"