The door swished shut beside her, revealing a logo she knew all too well: a single planet, fiery wings encircling it.
She was on an enemy ship. With one leg.
Sergeant Sanda Greeve was fighting in the Battle of Dralee. An Icarion railgun had smashed a coil through her ship, cutting the lower part of her right leg off. Her evac pod had immediately sealed the wound. The next thing she remembers is waking up from coldsleep. She is in her evac pod in the med bay of an enemy ship. Her calls for help are finally answered by the ship AI. The AI (Bero) gently tells her that the Battle of Dralee happened two hundred and thirty years ago – and that there is just one living soul aboard the ship. That soul is Sanda.
That is the beginning of a tremendous space opera. Action, deceit and lots of surprises! I am really looking forward to the next book in the series.