She adjusted her hat, and then sighed before saying, “I hate to say this, but the High Clan council has not fully decided yet to allow the Exhibition Fleet to use our fold point system.” Georf closed his eyes to hide any expression of annoyance. Although the Henthshraq are still making the preparations to allow the fleet to use their system, they had been doing so just in case the High Clan council approved it. Without the council’s blessing, years of diplomacy and hard work might be for vain.
“I haven’t told this to the other Ambassador’s,” Maro’han continued. “I have been using all my influence to get the approval, but they are still concerned with having a warship fleet using our system. We try to stay out of the ‘spot light’, as you say, and this last incident and now the fleet are putting us in it. I think my people are wrong in their attitude, and I will continue to resolve this for you, Mr. President.”
Georf knew Maro’han had been fighting hard for him in this matter, so he could not be angry at her. His job had many frustrations, though the inability of the Henthshraq High Clan council to make up its mind on several matters pertaining to the Exhibition Fleet gave him more headaches than he could recount. “We will need an answer soon, Maro’han. This is not just going to affect our political relations, but the political relations of all species involved, the lives of all the workers in making and manning this fleet, and any amount of peace and stability the fleet could bring.”
Suddenly, the other members of the party gasped and politely cheered. The President and Ambassador looked out the window to see the Memphis engage its engines and show all of its lights. After it cleared the dry docks, the front turrets turned and fired a rainbow of laser light in a dazzling display. Spacial fireworks were fired from her flak weapons, and the darkness of space exploded with every color imaginable.
Georf clapped a little himself, and spoke more to himself than anyone else, “I doubt there will ever be a day where we don’t need a ship like her, but I hope for the days where ships like her might never need to see battle.” He realized he spoke the thought aloud, though only Maro’han had heard him.
She smiled while correcting her shoulder ornaments and said, “That is a very wise and good dream to have for someone as young as you, Mr. President. I will get my people to see that dream, so don’t be discouraged. I will now be on my way; this outfit needs to come off.” She raised her head and flared her gills before heading off. Georf did a slight prayer of success for her and the fleet before going back to crowd.