The opulence of the palace surrounded the Queen Mother. Her fingers drumming on the arm of her throne. Her Chume’doro at anxious attention. She held a glass of Corellia’s finest…perhaps the last glass she would ever taste. Charlotte’s attention fixed on the large holo screen. The scenes of the Imperial Assault playing out before her. The tension in the room was palpable. She hardly considered herself plugged in but she thought Draugr might warn her so that she could prepare the proper response. That was annoying. Her greater concern was the sheer stupidity of the assault.
The ISC was staunchly neutral. Yavin had fallen, the Jedi were scrambling which left the Free Worlds on the edge of collapse. It would have been a simple thing to wait them out before consuming the Republic. Finally, giving the Empire the strength to route the ISC. This…this made no sense. It left them vulnerable. Her vulnerable. Charlotte didn’t like that.
The First Blade had reveled Celeste was not the Free World advocate she claimed. Of course, neither was Charlotte. She needed to know who to trust or at least who wouldn’t immediately stab her in the back. She had invited her fellow Senator to the Royal Palace in hopes of finding out just how worried she needed to be. Once the Celeste arrived, Charlotte would remain sitting, waving towards the small bar off to the side. Pointing her drink at the screen.
“It seems the galaxy has lost its mind again, Senator.” She clicked her tongue. They were in a dangerous position.
@LadyRen