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Chapter Sixty Two “As
you wish, My Dear Lady Lusankya.” With his show of acquiescence, Vanquar the
Greater terminates his transmission and turns back to his son. Pausing a moment,
more for affect than anything else, he relays his instructions, “My Dear First
Child, I am entrusting you with the task of inserting the inbound mercenaries
for his Lordship, into Bowing
his head and swinging his arm out in a show of respect, Vanquar the Lesser
answers his father’s commands, “As you wish, Most Honored Father.” Rising
to meet his father’s gaze, “Am I to assume that the Lord Lusankya will be
arriving on Chandrila in conjunction with the commencement of our mighty
fleet’s invasion of this antiquated world’s claimed spaceways?” “You
may, My Dear First Son. And it is my wish that you return to the command ship as
quickly as possible. I do not trust these dark Chandrillans, or their intentions
towards us. This is a heavily weighted venture for our people, My Dear First
Child, but it is one in which we have no choice but to take.” Seeming somewhat
despondent with his answer, Vanquar the Lesser begins to wonder what is really
prompting his father to work with these obviously treacherous villains. Deciding
that showing a real and honest interest in his father’s affairs might not only
elevate his position in his father’s eyes, but also may lift the spirits of
the great man, he voices his misgivings. “Honored Father, is it wise for us to
put so much faith in the claims of these Chandrillan’s? After all, their own
people have forsaken them.” Nodding
his head in agreement, Vanquar the Greater takes a seat behind the command
console to speak with his son. “You are correct to be suspicious, My First
Son, but I have no faith in these people. They are merely a vessel through which
we may assert of influence and attempt to sway into doing our bidding. I have
taken great pains to insure our safety during this venture, and the safety of
our business holdings. My only risk is on the reputation of the Shesh line, and
it is a great enough risk, that I could not refuse their offers. If we are to
continue, as we have for three generations now, then we must do so with a
spotless reputation for business and for our ruthless dealings with our
competitors. To this end, we must strike hard at the reputations of the
Corellian Ship Builder’s His
father’s words swimming through his mind, Vanquar the Lesser stumbles upon his
father’s need to work with these people, “Even if we fail to capture
Chandrila for a single moment, the might of our fleet and the advancements in
technology that will surely be transmitted all over the galaxy will be a
crowning achievement in advertising, the likes of which have heretofore never
born witness in the whole of the universe!” Chuckling
to himself, Vanquar the Greater is beaming with pride at his first son’s
words, “Perhaps, My Dear First Son, you have a head for real business after
all.” Bowing
before his father’s words, Vanquar the Lesser receives the praise with great
pride, “All that I am is due to your Most Honored lineage, My Dear First
Father.” Finding
joy in his First Son’s display, Ruler Shesh is able to dismiss the younger man
with a clear head, “Go now, My First Child, and return quickly, that we might
reap the benefits of our toil.” And with the words of the elder Shesh, the
younger departs the room in a flourish, leaving his father to his thoughts and
his plans. Turning
to activate the comm station at his desk, Vanquar brings up the commander of his
fleet. Soon the tinny, but distinct voice of Admiral Lorssalle can be heard at
the comm station. “Your eminence, I am but your humble servant… What is your
bidding on the eve our people’s greatest achievement?” A
sniveling man of the rarest form, Vanquar knows that politics and breeding are
the only reasons such a man could a post of such importance. However, for now he
was of some use, as he was completely unaware of Vanquar’s true plan. “Yes,
Admiral Lorssalle, I will have you position the reconnaissance wing to the
forward flank, and have them go in to get us a perfect view of the coming
invasion… I wish to have a record of this event in the utmost clarity. None
shall be able to claim the Kuati Fleet was not the finest in the galaxy after
tomorrow.”
Creator: PtrsonsZOO (Jennifer)
*SPECIAL NOTE: Due to circumstances beyond our control, the rest of the story will be written by PtrsonsZOO (Jennifer)
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