Grace Goodwin - Ascension Saga, Book 1

Interstellar Brides® Program: Ascension Saga Book 1

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Goodwin, Grace

Interstellar Brides® Program: Ascension Saga Book 1

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Prequel Prequel Twenty-seven years ago Queen Celene was forced to flee Alera with her unborn child. Read the story of her escape to Earth in The Ascension Saga prequel.

Queen Celene, Planet Alera, Twenty-seven Years Ago

Trinity Jones, present day, Interstellar Brides Processing Center, Earth

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

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Twenty-seven years ago Queen Celene was forced to flee Alera with her unborn child. Read the story of her escape to Earth in The Ascension Saga prequel.

Darkness surrounded us like a blanket, but the night was not warm. It was cold. Deadly. I stumbled through the alleys and shadows as if I carried a mortal wound.

I did. My heart beat and I was not injured, but I did not feel anything but pain. Loss. And rage. A rage so terrible I knew if I let out the smallest sound I would scream for hours.

“Come, my queen. We are nearly there.” The guard’s arm around my waist was gentle but firm. I did not know his name. The crest on his uniform was from a family I knew and trusted and for now, that was enough. This young man had saved my life even as my love, my king, lay dead. With each step we took, I moved farther away from my mate, from the life I knew as Queen Celene, the life we shared ruling Alera. Everything had changed now. The planet was in crisis, and I knew what I must do. I would not allow a coup to overthrow the peaceful rule of government which had been established thousands of years before. I would not allow those who wanted me dead to take control.

“There will be warriors not loyal to you guarding the citadel. They won’t allow you to just walk inside, to the only safe place for you on the planet. They will either kill you on sight or take you directly to the bastards who slayed the king, who wish you dead as well. Who almost succeeded.” The second guard was older, a dear friend for many years, and his harsh words caused me to shudder. Of course, he was correct.

The traitors who wanted me dead would take the sacred gemstones, worn for eons by the planet’s current ruler, and try to use them for their own ends. The black stones around my neck were a sign of my reign and were meant to be passed on to my heir, as had been done generation after generation, for longer than our recorded history.

For the first time in my life, I feared that the royal blood I carried would truly face its end. My living cousins had all been tested, and proven not strong enough to carry one of the sacred gifts. I was newly wed to my mate, and the traitors thought to strike now, before an heir could be born. Without a future queen to lead the people, they would be forced to break tradition, to choose a ruler who was weak, not a direct descendant of the ancients.

Tonight, they had nearly succeeded. We faced bleak times on Alera, and it was clear the attempt to overthrow the eons-long rule of my family line, and the sacred gifts we carried, was finally at hand. My enemies had, at last, shown themselves. Killed my king, my love. Tried to kill me.

They wanted the throne.

That I could not allow. Other than the attempted coup this evening, Alera was at peace. It would remain that way as long as I were alive. But in the hands of evil… I shuddered at the thought of what could happen to my home world, of what the wrong heart might do with the technology hidden away in the citadel.

Hearing heavy footfall, I tugged my two guards deeper into the shadows as a group of armed fighters stormed past us in the open street. They were searching for me, no doubt, to take me to those leading the uprising. My lifeforce was all that was separating them from what they wanted.

It was late and most of my people were sleeping soundly in their beds, believing that tomorrow would be just another day. Content. Safe. They were wrong and would hear of my mate’s death with the dawn. “We must go in the far entrance,” I murmured, tipping my voice low. “Near the water.”

“There is no entrance on that side, my queen.” The young man offering me support spoke with the surety of youth, perhaps thinking I was actually hurt, that I might have hit my head in the attack. But he was wrong.

“Yes, there is,” I replied. “Trust me.”