Regalius Capital, Andromeda
“So the Savages are to be welcomed into our midst?”
The first words from her mouth were what Alexander Cross had expected. As per any affair involving the terrans Gabriella was not amused, faith that she would not act upon those prejudices was very slim. Once she found out that because of her views she had been barred from the gathering she put forth a request to call. Not even four minutes past the delivery mark she was already on the other line.
“This is why you were asked not to come to the meeting. You present a potential threat to the security of our guests.”
“Despite my feelings towards the rodents and my disagreement towards befriending them, I still follow your orders. No matter how much is plagues me to allow them in the same breathing space as me, if you told me to heel I would heel.”
“It matters not Gabriella, the fact is that your views towards them could put us in a horrid position. I have spent my entire rule trying to correct the error my wife made through her dealings. I will not have it squandered by your temperament. Your a wonderful soldier but, a horrible diplomat.”
The call ended, no doubt with an upset Gabriella on the other end. At this point the last thing he needed was her borderline defamation. Her position had garnered her a place where she could speak to him in such a manner with little to no repercussions. It left him under constant attack for his decisions involving the people of Earth, luckily for him a more pressing matter was at hand. His attention could be drawn away from anger for the next few moment.
The large door opened allowing his political advisor to enter through the door, looking propper as always.
“Your Highness, the necessary preparations have been made. The Sheathe are on highest alert, the city has been cleaned from top to bottom, and everyone is ready. Four barrels of wine were delivered this morning the last four from the old world no less. The meeting room has been prepared for..”
Cross’s hand raised alerting his advisor to silence, he rose to his feet taking gentle care when moving down the steps. His stride landed him in front of the advisor and his momentum was used to rest his palm atop the mans shoulder.
“I have faith, you have served me for the past year without fail. I trust in your ability to get things done however, how is the more...pressing matter coming along?”
“Do not worry sir, your wife says she will be ready in the next fifteen minutes.”
“That's what she always says”
A light pat signaled the Emperor’s leave, his body moving to await the guests inside the meeting room of the palace.