The great romantic space opera of our time, starcrossed lovers crossing the stars with only their child, a ghostly baby-sitter, a mother-in-law, and a big walrusy thing they got for the blubber but kept as a pet to keep them company. Keeping a low profile, sort of, with Marko taking baby Hazel to the park and Alana appearing on a sort of massive superhero soap opera transmitted across the galaxy, is putting a strain on their relationship, but it's the far-off birth of a new Robot prince that is the catalyst for the next disaster to overtake their lives. Disasters overtake their lives with terrible but entertaining regularity- now we're into the difficulties of keeping a family together when there's war all around and you're fugitives from almost literally everybody in the universe. This is wonderful and addictive and constantly fresh, exciting and unexpected.