Married to the star admiral. Sapphire J.

I predict events and, together with my friend, slightly slow down time. New technologies are mistaken. But not me. Alas, I could not predict a meeting with him. I am married, but we are madly pulling to each other.

I am a combat general from an ancient, powerful race. Women fell into my arms, it was worth beckoning. But once I met her. And disappeared. She is married, and to be near I invited her to work. And I, who believed in science, was convinced that its gift is not a charlatanism, the most advanced know-how will not replace it. A scientific explanation of the gift of intuits exists! Now my goal is to show what the intuatites are, to find criminals-terrorists and. Get her to the wife. But maybe marriage is a pretext, so as not to let me in?