The soft hum of the Draconian’s starship provided a peaceful ambiance inside Queen Solis’ quarters.

Much like the rest of the ship, her dimly lit bedroom was paneled by grey, metallic walls that emanated a cobalt blue light between their seams. Of course, there were computer screens that showed vital ship functions and other technical readouts. She was just as immersed in their technology and procedures as her general, the Draconian.

But it wasn’t the Draconian who captivated her attention.

It was her pet, Flip Draco.

Queen Solis lay naked in her large, majestic bed and turned over on her side to a similarly naked Flip Draco. His dark eyes betrayed no emotion as she ran her index finger between his pectoral muscles down toward his naval.

She sighed, coming to terms with the realization that she did miss the original Flip Costa. She missed the pathetic hu-mahn who ambivalently traveled further from Earth than any human before him and bravely entered her bed chambers on her homeworld of Draconia.

Now Flip Costa was little more than a calm, collected specimen of another race that Draconium claimed superiority over.

With elegant effort, Queen Solis rolled over and sat on the edge of the bed before grabbing her gown and covering herself. Flip Draco remained in bed with little expression while she walked over to the view port and stared down at planet Earth.

Starfall was coming up, and Queen Solis had agreed to a stipulated match against Golden Ben Miller and the Golden Pros. If the Golden Pros won, she was obligated to return Flip Draco back to his original form… but if Draconium won, Queen Solis would collect the grandest prize that Golden Pro Wrestling had to offer: Golden Ben Miller.

Queen Solis smirked to herself, enthralled with the prospect of owning two of GPW’s best competitors. The first two dominos to fall in her attempt to overtake the entire Golden Pro Wrestling roster.

But if she lost… Flip Draco would be gone, and her prized object of her affection would disappear.

It was difficult to be a leader; she internally mused to herself.

After a moment of reflection, Queen Solis decided there was no better way to assuage her concerned feelings than to enjoy the rewards of her efforts. She walked back to the bed, took off her gown and climbed atop the obedient Flip Draco.