Maya couldn't help the tears-stupid girly emotions. However, she just didn't understand. If he wanted her, then why couldn't he have her? "Aren't you allowed a say in who you choose to spend your life with?"
He continued to stroke her hair and sighed. "I guess it might seem strange to a society that doesn't deal in arranged bondings. But there is a reason for the way we do things. Would you care for a history lesson so that you can better understand?"
"Por favor," she said, needing a reason as to why that, even with the strong connection between them, he could not buck tradition.
"The planet I come from is called Xaanda. It is larger than your planet, with two suns and three moons. We've been space-farers for quite some time now, and our explorations brought us in contact with a planet
