Moon's interest sharpened further at that. Something that would change the shape of the competition, and affect the frontrunner most of all.
He leaned back in his seat, watching the landscape blur past the orbital's windows as they soared toward the Association's gathering, his mind turning over the possibilities.
Whatever it was, it promised to break the monotony of his recent routine in exactly the way he'd been hoping for.
"Then let's not keep them waiting," Moon murmured, a spark of anticipation in his eyes as the orbital carried him toward whatever the Association had in store, and the gathering of candidates that would introduce him, at last, to the full scope of the competition he'd been quietly dominating.
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In another part of the Second Sanctuary, Alaric woke to find Emma asleep beside him.
