Evren stepped off the transport and self consciously smoothed out the front of her red kaftan. Gods, was she tired. Tired space travel, tired from the bridal program, tired from soul crushing long hours at the hospital, tired from slaving away at attempting to pay off her student loans.

She looked around for any sign of her new spouse. A picture from the file on them clutched tightly in her hand. Anxiety knotted her stomach up. Student loans couldn’t follow you off world, right?