The Armageddon Inheritance

He grinned at the thought. It might be odd to find himself thinking of Achuultani allies, but not as “odd” as some of the things Brashieel and his fellows might have to get used to. The centaurs were still baffled by the very notion of two sexes. If Cohanna succeeded, Brashieel might find learning to live without a computer running his life the least of his problems. His grin grew broad enough to crack his face at the thought.

“What doth amuse thee so, my love?” his wife demanded, and he burst out laughing.

“Only life’s little surprises, ’Tanni,” he said, hugging her tight and kissing her. “Only life.”