On Omega

Aria was seated on her reserved couch, her guards around her as she gazed at her omni tool. “Where are they?” Aria asked. “I’m getting impatient.”

“Their ship was tagged as they arrived. We told them to come see you,” Bray said

Aria gritted her teeth. She didn’t like to be kept waiting but she was also eager to meet her expected guest. “Tell them to get here. Now.”

“We will,” Bray said.

Aria drummed her fingers against the couch as she looked around.