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Pangea parted her lips, a rasp yet soft voice leaked. “I do.”
“Good, now come, you will listen.”
She heard the words, the sentences, yet the scale and the numbers overwhelmed her. Shortened jargons, numbers in trillions and billions, logistics, ships, weapons, food, manpower, there were too many to keep up yet the men talked like they were discussing their favorite books. The officers in blue coat and golden buttons laughed, and the officers wearing a beret and green coat nodded along. Navy? Army?
“Yes but we have the provision and we will see more.” A navy admiral said.
“Indubitably, let us move on to why we are truly here.” The Imperial Army officer harrumphed. “When will we set upon the stars, Lord Regent?”
Pangea swung her feet as she watched and listened. She looked up to see the banner of the Aquila hung on the ceilings, fluttering in all of its cardinal and gold splendor. The pillars stood in silence, as they always have. Everything was as it was.
“Soon.”
The stars, world past Terra, the unknown.
“The stars?” Pangea’s eyes lit up. “We’re going to the stars?”
“Perhaps, when The Emperor commands.” The navy admiral said. “We do not know when.”
“Then why don’t we ask Father?”
The room halted. One snickered, another smiled a smile that did not feel like a kind smile.
“It is… impolite to ask. We are his subjects, we act, not question.” A Lord-Commander said.
“How can you act without knowing? That seems very illogical.”
Navy Admiral with a mustache with graying hair barked out a single laugh. The admiral was dressed in blue coat, but wore armor above his uniform.
“Indeed it is.”
Pangea frowned. “What’s so funny?”
“I laughed because it is true,” The navy admiral said, then bowed. “Lord Admiral Werserian, my lady.”
Pangea bowed back “A pleasure, Lord Admiral.”
>“So, Lord Admiral, will you come with me to ask Father then? You seem like the smartest one here, Lord Admiral, I'm sure you can convince Father.”
>“Do the rest of you think the same? Speak. I command you.”
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