The Aethelgard Register

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The corridor of Mid-Deck Sector 9 smelled like recycled air and tomato plants. Elara Chen floated through it at 0630 on her way to a navigation class, one hand gripping the handrail, the other clutching her textbooks. She passed Margrave's office—a converted storage room with a desk made from recycled bulkhead panels—and paused to nod. Margrave looked up from a ledger of air credits. "You're...

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