• Action
  
  
• Comedy
  
  
• Ecchi
  
  
• Harem
  
  
• Romance
  
  
• Science Fiction
  
  
• School Life
  
  
• Slice of Life
  
  
• Space Opera
  
  
• Light Novel

• Alien Princess
  
  
• Alien Technology
  
  
• Harem Shenanigans
  
  
• Accidental Pervert
  
  
• Fake Relationship
  
  
• Fake Couple Becomes Real
  
  
• Tsundere Love Interest
  
  
• Kuudere Love Interest
  
  
• Yandere Elements
  
  
• Overprotective Protagonist
  
  
• Jealous Love Interests
  
  
• Exploding Inventions
  
  
• Slapstick Comedy
  
  
• Royalty in Disguise
  
  
• Inventor Protagonist
  
  
• Found Family
  
  
• Love Triangle
  
  
• Multiple Love Interests
  
  
• Weak to Strong (Emotional Growth)
  
  
• Wannabe Hero
  
  
• Hero Complex
  
  
• Misunderstandings
  
  
• Dense but Kind Male Lead
  
  
• Personal Growth
  
  
• Media Manipulation
  
  
• Relationship Drama
  
  
• Advanced Civilization
  
  
• Intergalactic Politics
  
  
• School on Another Planet
  
  
• Sister Complex
  
  
• Sibling Rivalry
  
  
• Enemies to Allies
  
  
• Ecchi Situations with Heart
  
  
• Rescues the Girl
  
  
• Secret Identity
  
  
• Space Travel
  
  
• Arranged Marriage
  
  
• Coming-of-Age
  
  
• Emotional Conflict
  
  
• Social Status Disparity
  
  
• Romantic Rivalry
  
  
• Galactic Conspiracy
  
  
• Comedy Through Chaos
  
  
• Power Imbalance (Romantic/Political)
  
  
• Protective Love Interest
  
  
• Outrageous Situations
  
  
• Unwanted Attention
  
  
• Hero’s Journey (Subverted)
  
  
• “Not a Real Couple” Trope
  
  
• High-Tech Hijinks
  
  
• Disguised Nobility
  
  
• Domestic Chaos
  
  
• Assassin Love Interest
  
  
• Over-the-Top Antics
  
  
• School Terrorist Incident
  
  
• Soft Sci-Fi Worldbuilding
  
  
• Cross-Cultural Romance
  
  
• One Guy Surrounded by Girls
  
  

Ethical Dilemma in Romance

Jāhilīyah was a desert planet. Fierce winds ripped across its surface almost constantly. The sandstorm that ravaged Jāhilīyah’s surface had been going strong for the last one hundred years, and it was partially thanks to this sandstorm that their planet was suffering from a drought.

Al-lāt stared at the desert landscape from within her palace, a glittering structure of crystallized sand, a towering spire that pierced the sky.

This palace was not one created by her people. The Jāhilīyahns had discovered this structure many centuries ago. Her family, the royal family of Jāhilīyah, had been the ones to make use of this crystal palace, carving out the inside and turning it into their home. Despite being made of crystal, it was not easy to see through. The crystal was a thick white. Only the window panes, placed in specific sections that wouldn’t ruin the structure’s stability, allowed one a glimpse of the outside world.

It had been one month since Al-lāt had returned to her home planet with her two brothers in tow, but it wasn’t the pleasant return. She had returned in failure.

They had gone all the way to Mars, a small planet located in one of the most remote sections of one of this galaxy’s spiral arms, their purpose to locate Princess Gabrielle and have her marry Al-lāt’s eldest brother. If Ibn-Al Kalbi married Princess Gabrielle and became Emperor of the Galaxy, then it would be easy to gather a source of water for her people. They could order several planets to donate water to Jāhilīyah. Their planet would be saved.

But they had failed.

Princess Gabrielle had a suitor by the name of Alexander S. Ryker. According to the message that King Lucifer had sent across the galaxy, Alexander S. Ryker was a human, a populous being that littered every quadrant of the galaxy. Humans had no powers. They had no unique abilities. Defeating him and stealing Princess Gabrielle away should have been easy.

It wasn’t.

Alexander S. Ryker was not human—at least, he was not fully human. During their battle, Alex had displayed two separate powers. The first one she had easily recognized as the Aura of Creation, a power unique to Angelisians.

The Aura of Creation was said to be one of the strongest powers in the entire galaxy. It was not just the power to create an aura. It was the power to use their aura for whatever purpose they desired, whether it was controlling different elements, or channeling the powers of the cosmos themselves.

King Lucifer was said to have the most powerful Aura of Creation in the last six thousand years. He was the one who had stopped the numerous wars spreading across the galaxy. This King of Angelisia had waged what amounted to a one-man war on the entire galaxy, beat it into submission, and told them that from now on, he was in charge. He had then proceeded to blow up an entire uninhabited solar system just to get his point across.

Al-lāt had not been born at the time, but she had seen the recording of King Lucifer addressing the galaxy. The sight of one man destroying an entire solar system like it was as easy as waving his hands terrified her even now.

Alexander S. Ryker did not have King Lucifer’s overwhelming power. His ability to use his Aura of Creation was limited. He had only been able to create simple things with his Aura, weapons and the like. It seemed that the more esoteric and powerful arts, such as controlling the cosmos and creating the elements, was something that he was not versed in.

That had mattered little.

Alexander had a second power, one that Al-lāt had no knowledge of. Even now she remembered that strange power, the red energy that had gushed from his body, the spine-tingling fear that his change had invoked in her. She had nearly lost her life that day. Were it not for Princess Gabrielle’s intervention, she would have died.

After the battle had ended, she had been given the chance to speak with Alexander, and she had informed him of their plight. He had asked to know and she’d had no reason to refuse. Alexander had listened. When she’d finished explaining everything, he made a decision that surprised her.

He agreed to help.

He told her that he would become Emperor of the Galaxy and find a method of gathering water for her, that he would save her people. In return, he asked that she never try to kidnap Gabrielle again.

Al-lāt had agreed.

What else could she do?

“You seem to be in deep thought, Sis,” the voice of her youngest brother reached her. She saw his visage appear in the reflection of the window.

Manāf was technically only her half-brother, but she had known him since he was born, and the bond they shared was definitely that of siblings. She had watched over him for years. In return, Manāf had supported and protected her from everything that sought her harm. It was thanks in part to his efforts that she was still alive today.

“I was thinking about how long it might take for Alexander to come through on his promise to aid us,” Al-lāt admitted. “I wish to place my trust in him, but it is difficult. Even if he does come through for us, how long will that take? Will our people still be alive by then?”

Alexander probably wouldn’t be able to help them until he became the Emperor of the Galaxy, which was when he would have the power to help them. How long would it be before he became emperor? Months? Years? Decades? Would her people survive that long? They were already running on fumes.

“Well, that is certainly a deep issue.” Manāf walked up until he was right behind her. His chitinous face, with its mandibles and large eyes, were perfectly visible in her window. “I can see how that would cause you stress. Considering our situation, there’s no telling how much longer our people will last in these conditions.”

The death toll of her people was climbing every day. It had already gone up from 10 deaths per month to about 20. Her people were by no means populous, so every death hurt them. The last population count had put her people at a total of 104,548, but that number was steadily declining.

Al-lāt had done what she could to mitigate this crisis, from creating a new form of moisture vaporator to imposing a planet-wide water limit. Even she followed this limit. It was important to lead by example.

Jāhilīyahns could survive without water for a long time. It was part of their biology. They stored water inside of several small water sacks located inside of their bodies and consumed it sparingly, allowing them to go for months without needing to drink water. Theoretically, it should have been enough to keep her people from dying until the rainy season came.

It was no use. Her people continued to drop.

What made the situation even more disheartening was that some of her people had resorted to crime, stealing and even killing to get their hands on the water that should have gone to their fellow Jāhilīyahns. The situation was rapidly degrading day after day. Not even Ibn Al-Kalbi’s elite unit, which she had placed in charge of protecting her people, could stop this from happening.

“Al!!” a voice came echoing from down the corridor. She turned around. It was her eldest brother running toward her as fast as his triple-jointed legs could carry him, his scythe-shaped arms, with their numerous digits, swinging back and forth.

“Ibn Al-Kalbi,” she began, frowning, “is something the matter?”

“It’s… airship…” Ibn Al-Kalbi gasped. “There’s an… an airship from Camelot! They said they wanted to meet with you!”

Al-lāt frowned at his knowledge. Camelot was a solar system several parsecs away. It wasn’t the closest solar system to her planet, but it wasn’t the furthest either. She had heard that Camelot was home to several beautiful planets, including a planet with the same name and one planet made entirely of water.

“Do you know what they are here for?” she asked.

Ibn Al-Kalbi shook his head. “They only said that they wanted to speak with you.”

“Have them land in the Crystal Palaces tenth docking bay,” she instructed. “I shall greet them.”

“Right!”

Ibn Al-Kalbi turned around and took off running back the way he had come, presumably to give the orders to let the Camelot ship in. Al-lāt ordered Manāf to gather her honor guard before heading to meet with the dignitaries of Camelot.

Docking bays in the Crystal Palace were merely large spaces that had been carved out of the crystal. They offered little in the way of an actual docking bay. There were no docking clamps, and each docking bay only came equipped with one fuel line. While fuel was not as scarce as water, it was still considered a precious commodity and was not to be squandered.

Al-lāt’s bodyguards arrived before the ship carrying the Camelot dignitary came in. She did not recognize the ship, though it reminded her of an ancient bird of prey. It was sleek and smooth. The shuttle passed through the ray shield, which kept the desert storm at bay, and slowly set down on the ground. Before long, the boarding ramp lowered and several people stepped out.

They must have been guards. All of them were humanoids wearing black armor over black unitards. Each one carried a sleek blaster rifle. She couldn’t see their faces, which were covered by helmets, but these people were of secondary importance.

The woman walking toward them was the one who garnered her attention.

She walked toward them with a stance that radiated authority, commanding and yet also beautiful. She had dark hair and eyes like obsidian. Olive-colored skin was partially hidden by a sleeveless white gown that fluttered as she walked. Her ears were slightly pointy.

To Jāhilīyahns, humanoid species were ugly. However, to the rest of the galaxy, humanoids were considered the most attractive of all species.

Al-lāt was half-human. No matter how hard she tried to deny it, she could never be rid of her human side, the side telling her even now that the woman before her was beautiful.

“You must be Al-lāt.” The woman smiled upon greeting her. “I am Nimue, crown princess of Camelot. I am here on behalf of my husband, Prince Arthur, who has asked me to come here at the behest of Alexander S. Ryker.”

A jolt traveled through Al-lāt’s spine, causing her to straighten. Her multi-jointed fingers twitched sporadically, though she hid them within her robes so Nimue wouldn’t see. A good politician never let others know when they were flustered or surprised. It would give the other person an advantage during negotiations.

“You know Alexander Ryker?” she asked.

“Indeed I do. He just recently helped stop a civil war from destroying our solar system, but let us speak of other matters. After all…” The woman’s eyes gleamed. “I am here to talk business.”

Since this was a diplomatic affair, Al-lāt led Nimue to her office, where she did all of her work. Everything was made from crystal. The bookshelves, the desk, the floor, the chandelier. Everything. Al-lāt walked over to her desk and sat down on her crystal chair. It wasn’t the most comfortable chair, but it had been carved from out from the crystal like everything else, so she made do.

“Please, sit.” Al-lāt gestured to the chair in front of the desk.

“Thank you.” Nimue sat down, showing no signs of discomfort at sitting on a hard crystal chair. “This palace is quite marvelous. I’ve never seen a structure made entirely of crystal.”

“This palace was naturally formed,” Al-lāt informed Nimue. “Our people carved the palace out of the crystal, but it has always been here.”

“Are these crystals rare?” asked Nimue.

“No.” Shaking her head, Al-lāt said, “there are hundreds of crystal formations located throughout the planet. There are even more underground.”

“That so…” Nimue murmured, shook her head, and then placed her hands on her lap and smiled. “I’ve come to speak with you because I’ve heard from Alexander that your planet is currently suffering a drought thanks to this storm.”

“Yes, that is correct.” Al-lāt did her best not to show her surprise or confusion. “May I ask what it is you’re here for exactly?”

“Of course. Before he left, Alexander requested that Prince Arthur aid you with your problem.”

Al-lāt could not stop her eyes from widening. “Then…?”

“I have with me two plans to help your planet.” Nimue swiped her finger through the air. A tear in space appeared and she reached in, pulling out a holographic projector. Al-lāt was taken aback when she realized this woman had one of Gabrielle’s prized D-spaces. “The first plan is to supply your planet with enough water to keep your people from dying of dehydration. However, that’s only a short-term solution. The long-term solution is one that Alexander came up with and asked us to help execute.”

She placed the holographic projector on the desk. It was small and flat, a universal projector that most people used across the galaxy. After pressing a button on the side, Nimue sat back and allowed the holographic projector to display its contents.

Al-lāt stared uncomprehendingly at the thing that was projected into the air. “This is…?”

“It’s a terraformer,” Nimue said.

The holographic image on display was of a device possessing six legs that were akin to a spiders, a cylindrical body that had several strange valves protruding from its surface, and a exhaust of some kind on top that was projecting light. That was what it looked like at first. As she watched, particles of something were sucked into the top and projected out the bottom as something else, a type of liquid or gas, it looked like. As she continued to watch, the substance fell onto the ground and plants began to grow.

“Alexander made this blueprint and gave it along with a prototype to Prince Arthur,” Nimue continued, though Al-lāt was only partially listening. “This terraformer takes nutrients and moisture from sand and wind energy, then transforms it into a type of fertilizer that can grow plants even on a desert planet.” Nimue was also staring at the object with something akin to wonder. “I do not know how it works. Alexander said something about sand not being a good medium to grow plants, and how it needed to be transmuted into something else, but I didn’t understand any of it.”

“Then… with this, my people can be saved?” asked Al-lāt, scarcely able to believe what she was hearing.

Nimue nodded. “Yes. Not only that, but Alexander has given us a deal. If we help you terraform your planet, we get the rights to market and sell this anywhere, so it won’t cost you anything.”

Al-lāt thought she might cry, she was so happy. Alexander really had kept his promise. Her people were saved!

“However, this is a long-term solution,” Nimue added. Al-lāt looked back at her. “It won’t solve your water right away. It’s going to take years, which is why King Arthur proposed that we send shipments of water, enough to last until the terraforming project is successful.”

“I-I understand.” Al-lāt tried to take several deep breaths to calm down. Her heart was pounding in her ribcage. “Thank you for the—”

“Hold on.” Nimue held up a hand to stop Al-lāt from speaking. “Before you thank me, you should know that the plan to supply you with water is not going to be free. Alexander made us a deal to help you terraform this planet, but that doesn’t include supplying you with water, which will be a costly endeavor.”

Al-lāt did not allow herself to feel anger at these words; she understood. This person before her was not Alexander, who did things out of the goodness of his heart, from a desire to chase some impossible dream of being a hero. This was the crown princess of Camelot, the future queen of a solar system. She didn’t have Alexander’s altruism. Everything she did was in service to the betterment of her people.

Just like Al-lāt herself.

“My planet does not have much to offer, as I am sure you know,” Al-lāt said, already realizing who held all the cards in this negotiation. “Is there any way we can broker a deal?”

“Of course there is.” Nimue smiled, and it appeared both kind and dangerous. Al-lāt suppressed a shiver. “Do you mind if I ask you about those crystal formations you were talking about earlier?”

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Method 1: Send to Kindle (Recommended)

Amazon now allows you to send EPUB files directly to your Kindle via email or the Send to Kindle app.

Step 1: Find Your Kindle Email Address

Go to Amazon → Manage Your Content & Devices (Link).

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Open the Kindle folder in File Explorer (Windows) / Finder (Mac).

Drag and drop the converted file into the Documents folder.

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