The news spread fast, screaming-across-the-universe fast.
Across planets, through terminals, into inboxes buried under spam, it echoed like a declaration from the stars.
The House of Kyros' heir was taking a special licensure exam.
And while the master mechanics who received such messages were intrigued, it was a different case for the people of House Kyros.
It was related to their Young Lord.
Naturally, everyone wanted to go. Everyone. Even the retired, selectively deaf lake caretaker tried to register as a supporter.
But that many supposed medically discharged soldiers entering Planet Nova at once? Yeah, that might cause... problems and raise questions.
So D-29, with all the gravity of a system who had just solved world hunger, recommended a livestream.
"!!!"
It was an instant hit.
Of course, the lucky fifty who were allowed to watch in person and breathe the same air still got glared at so hard their hairlines receded. One even fainted from the sheer pressure.
