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said. “We’ve been expecting you.”
    Draco nodded and followed her when she beckoned, grateful to get out of the heat. “Is it always like this here?” he asked, wiping his brow of sweat once they had stepped into the house.
    She smiled again. “Not always. Earth is in what they call Summer now. Humidity and direct sunlight make being outside practically unbearable. We do not get many visits from outside during the summer months.”
    He took ‘outside’ to mean any other planet that wasn’t this one, and he nodded. “I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t important,” he said.
    “I understand. You come directly from one of Aldara’s kings,” she said. “My name is Presea, and it will be my pleasure to assist you in the time you’re here. Are there things you would like to see while you’re visiting?”
    Draco furrowed his brow, wondering how to answer that. He didn’t want to give too much away about the real reason why he was there. For some reason, Plintos had seemed to think that erring on the side of caution when it came to how many others knew the location of the last Artifact was the best idea, and Draco was inclined to believe him. He didn’t know what having all three meant to anyone else, but he did know that there were plenty of collectors out there who would pay good money to have even one of them in their possession.
    Presea waited for him to say something, giving him a neutral expression that he couldn’t really read.
    “Are there any museums?” he asked finally. “I’d like to learn a bit about Earth’s history.”
    She smiled again, somehow managing to look threatening. It was the teeth, he was sure of it. “You’re looking to get your hands on the Cillidan Artifact that the humans have found, aren’t you?” she said.
    Taken aback, Draco stared. “You know about the Artifacts?”
    “I know my history. They were scattered over two centuries ago and no one has held all three since then. And I watch the news here on Earth, so I saw that one of them was found here.”
    “More like three centuries,” Draco corrected. “Fine. Yes. I’d like to go see it for myself.”
    “More than see it, I’d wager,” Presea said, arching a thin eyebrow.
    It was hard to read from her expression what her feelings on this were and if she planned to try and stop him. Her smiles were just as frightening as any threats she might have thrown his way, and Draco was beginning to see what Plintos had meant about this being dangerous to do alone.
    “Perhaps,” he allowed after a moment.
    “You’re going to have your work cut out for you. Earth isn’t as primitive as people off planet would have you think. You won’t be able to just walk up and take it.”
    “I assumed they’d have some security in place,” Draco replied. “Just because they don’t know the significance of it doesn’t mean that they won’t see it as valuable.”
    “Just so,” Presea said with a nod. “I’ll take you there tomorrow and you can see for yourself.”
    “Thank you,” Draco said, feeling uncertain. At least it was a place to start. He’d need to familiarize himself with the building and the security and see for himself what he was working with before he could come up with a plan. And if Presea proved to be a problem, well. He’d cross that bridge when he came to it. If he came to it.
     
    The next morning found him dressed in smart clothes that Presea had in the house. She’d stood in front of him and smiled at his appearance, telling him that the jeans and shirt looked good on him and then explaining why the fabric of the jeans was so rough. They were nothing like the soft pants he was used to wearing when he was home, or the leather pants he wore when he was exploring, and he was already anticipating being hot and uncomfortable when they stepped out of the house to go to the museum.
    To his surprise, the weather was much cooler in the morning, and the mist that clung to everything gave it all a much needed