For really tough jobs, Emperor Colin, the first of that
name, is your man. The only person in the galaxy ever to
stop the genocidal Achuutani, he went on from there to
resurrect an empire that died fourty-five thousand years
ago. He's still got a few problems -- like a traitor out
to murder him and three-quarters of a billion of his
subjects -- but if anyone can handle the job, it's Colin.
But the rest of the galaxy better brace itself, because
his progeny are on the way. Not that Sean and Harriet
aren't nice kids; it's just that they've had a bad day.
They're a long way from home, marooned with a blown up
starship that's left them stranded on a theocratic world
of gun powder and pikes, and Mother Church of that world
doesn't like them very much. In fact, she's declared them
demons, proclaimed Holy War, marshalled the Holy Host, and
ordered them exterminated.
You might think that things look pretty bleak for the
kids, but in reality it's Mother Church that's in trouble -
- because Sean and Harry are chips off the old block --
and they're about to get angry....
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