The remainder of the day passed quickly. Everyone was excited that one of the World Government’s highest official’s daughter, Euphemia li Britannia, would be arriving here – at Planet Tristan – in a few hours. So my small leave of absence earlier in the day easily went unnoticed. Unfortunately, I didn’t have time to examine my little treasure – the small thumb drive that resided in my pocket. Thumbing it around, I jumped up in surprise when one of the scientists tapped me on the shoulder.
“Euphemia’s here. You should get ready.”
“Right,” I replied, getting up from my seat and heading out of the control room.
I entered the pass code, and opening the door slightly, called out to Lelouch, “Hey, we need to greet Euphemia now.”
Lelouch was seated at the desk, poring over some papers that Lloyd had passed him this morning regarding the results of their experiments on his cells. At the sound of my voice, he slowly s