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    Star Destiny Episode Four
    Star Destiny Episode Four
    Star Destiny Episode Four
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    Star Destiny Episode Four

    By Odette C. Bell

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    A war is coming, and the Duke intends to use Celena to start it.
    Alone, with no one to help her, she must find some way to flee the Duke before he uses her to perpetrate the greatest terrorist attack the universe has ever seen. And even that will only be the beginning, for Parin has his sights on the Imperial throne, and he will cut down anyone who stands before it.
    ....
    Star Destiny follows a runaway weapon and the hapless lieutenant drawn into her troubles as they fight a corrupt galactic emperor. If you love your space operas with action, heart, and a splash of romance, grab Star Destiny Book Four today and soar free with an Odette C. Bell series.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherOdette C. Bell
    Release dateJul 12, 2018
    ISBN9780463051252
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      Star Destiny Episode Four - Odette C. Bell

      Chapter 1

      Celena

      Something wasn’t right.

      She could feel this undercurrent of anger and fear coming off Duke Parin as he stood in front of his command seat.

      He was on the bridge of his Imperial cruiser, and along the huge view screen that took up one wall of the circular room was an unrivaled view of the planet below.

      It wasn’t some glistening, beautiful M class world that would befit someone of imperial birth.

      No, it looked like nothing more than some outer mining colony. Some pitted, broken, barren wasteland of a world that was being mined for its natural resources.

      They were conducting a battle, as far as she could tell.

      Either Duke Parin had ordered the staff who were running the vessel and kowtowing to his every command not to outwardly discuss the operation, or he was just a titular figurehead, here to stand in front of the captain’s chair and look like he was in control.

      He was taking Celena wherever he went now.

      Those cold, tiny silver cuffs were still clamped around her wrists, but so too was something else.

      The Ares’ Daughter cuffs.

      Were they degrading?

      Yes.

      And yet, every now and then, the Duke would cast a worried glance their way.

      Frey’a always stood just by Duke Parin’s right shoulder.

      She never moved, no matter what new scene appeared on the view screen.

      Her hands were kept softly by her sides, her palms open, her fingers pressed against the lengths of her legs.

      She had the exact same expression she’d had in the healing pool room. The same expression Celena had known she’d worn for most of her life.

      Inward detachment.

      The look that told everyone that while you technically had a mind, you didn’t need to use it for what your master used you for.

      How much longer? Destroy that ship before it has a chance to take off, the Duke growled once more, repeating a command he’d spat out what felt like 100 times before.

      It’s rising now. The artillery guns are in place.

      Are they shielded?

      The shields will cover them momentarily. It is only a matter of seconds now, Duke, the real Captain of the vessel said, pressing his hands in front of himself and bothering to nod, even though this was a pressured situation. This was not where you would want to distract yourself from ordering your crew around just to mollify the temper of some idiot member of the Imperial family.

      There will be no mistakes, Parin spat.

      That was his favorite saying.

      It wasn’t a request for everybody to try their hardest. Nor was it a request for people to look for every potential problem and come up with a suitable plan to mitigate them.

      No, it was an order. It was Duke Parin imparting his will on reality.

      Something she could tell he was very good at.

      She still didn’t know his full story. It wasn’t like she had access to a computer and she could look up his bio.

      But did she really need to to understand what was going on in the man’s mind?

      He’d made a pact with the scavengers. He was a member of the Undone Sect.

      He had technology that could keep her locked in place – technology she’d never seen as an Ares’ Daughter, despite the fact she was aware of most of Shan’s most technologically sophisticated weapons.

      The Duke, in other words, was a man who thought he was in complete control.

      Unfortunately for him – and fortunately for everyone else – it was nothing more than fiction.

      A warning alarm blared through the ship. What’s that? Parin roared.

      We just lost another mech unit. Dammit, the captain spat.

      What? Put it on screen, Parin roared.

      The captain had a chance to slice his gaze over to Celena, as if to point out to the Duke that she was still in the room.

      When the Duke’s rage didn’t temper, the captain simply twitched his finger to the side, obviously accessing some remote link.

      Across the view screen, the view of the planet suddenly changed, zeroing in on a sight that should not exist beyond Shan’s palace.

      There were two towers sitting over a shaft that led down into an underground shipyard.

      Even from here, Celena could see the distinct light of Novian ore tracking down the sides of the shaft as a ship rose into the sky.

      None of that mattered. What caught her attention – what wrapped around her heart and held it in place – was the view of the suspension bridge.

      Imperial Forces were setting up an artillery gun, one that would be used to shoot that rising ship down well before it had a chance to get sufficiently off the surface of the planet to initiate its structural shields.

      But even that didn’t matter.

      As the smart cameras of the ship connected to every single set of Force armor and used the footage being picked up over their visors to create a three-dimensional view of the scene, she saw one thing.

      One man.

      The man she’d been thinking of nonstop over the past week, despite the fact he’d once been a man she’d hated with all her heart.

      Williams, she stuttered, pure emotion tightening her throat.

      The Duke ticked his angry, worried gaze toward her, his hand tightening into a fist.

      The idiot is making a suicide attack— the Captain began.

      Parin appeared to make some decision. Cease-fire.

      What? the Captain’s voice shuddered, breaking through the ship.

      Cease-fire! He’s our target, fool.

      I thought you wanted the complete destruction of Susie and her resistance—

      Cease-fire! the Duke bellowed.

      The next thing Celena knew, that massive glowing artillery gun started to power down – the once lethal bolt of blue-white energy that had been building in its tip disengaging and sinking away, crackles of energy escaping into the buffers held either side of the main muzzle.

      Williams was on a platform, making a suicidal dash for the gun. The footage being replayed over the screen didn’t show his face, but she could see his memorable shoulders, his body hunched forward, blood spilled across the cloak he was wearing, splattered across his shoes, too.

      She wanted to push forward, but just before she could, Frey’a changed position, turning so gracefully and quickly that no one else on the bridge had time to react. She anchored a hand down onto Celena's shoulder, using a small charge of a star chamber to ensure the move could not be broken, even by the Imperial Forces’ strongest mech unit. Do not move, she growled.

      Celena couldn’t even register the words.

      Her eyes were so wide, the skin around them felt like tearing.

      She was pressed up onto the tips of her toes, even though there was nothing she could do to fight against Frey’a’s force.

      Short of actually transporting down to that planet, reaching that platform, and embracing Williams, all Celena wanted to do was reach the view screen, push out a hand, and try to catch the image of him in her palm.

      The Captain quickly relayed Parin’s message to the Imperial Forces fighting below, and rather than the massive mech warriors who were guarding the gun shooting Williams, they dispersed, letting him slam the platform he was on right into the muzzle of the gun.

      Celena’s heart shuddered. She reached a hand out.

      Frey’a didn’t need to slap it down – Parin did that.

      He stepped into the side, grabbed her fingers, pressed his palm hard against her knuckles, and squeezed.

      The move was more than strong enough that a crunch echoed through the room.

      Celena didn’t care about the pain.

      Pain she could deal with.

      Williams’ death, she could not.

      Why did she feel as if Williams was her only hope?

      A man who, if he hadn’t accompanied her on that cruiser when she’d escaped Jeopardy Station, would have fallen from her life?

      Why did she feel as if the universe was on a precipice and it was only the two of them who could do anything about it?

      Why did—

      Parin snapped in, pressing his snarling face close. Do not distract me, Ares’ Daughter, he said as his gaze darted hard across her face, swinging between each eye.

      Why was Parin saving Williams? What could he possibly want with him?

      Despite the fact Celena was in no real condition to assess this battle as her emotions gave way to the twisted control of the silver cuffs Parin had given her, a part of her battle brain remained. It told her that what Parin was doing made no sense.

      He was in a position of full power. If his original target hadn’t been Williams, but instead this Susie whoever she was and the resistance she was controlling, then it made no sense to spare

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