Kai scooped his hair off his brow, staring at the holograph that floated
above the conference table with a mixture of horror and awe. Part of him
wanted to laugh.Not at all because it was funny. But because their didn't
seem, to be any better reaction.
The holograph showed the planet Earth. And all around it were hun-
dreds of small yellow lights, many clumped above Earth's most-popu-
lated cities.
Hundreds of tiny spaceships.
They were surrounded.
"And they're all Lunar?" he said. "We're sure?"
"Without a doubt," said European Prime Minister Bromstad, his face
grouped with the other Earthen Union leaders on the massive netscreen.
"What's most disconcerting is that we were given zero indication of
their approach. It's as if they all just ... flickered into existence, ten thou-
sand kilometers over our heads."
"Or," said Queen Camilla of the United Kingdom, "as if they were there
all along, but we were unable to detect them. Haven't we been hearing
for years about these Lunar ships sneaking into our atmosphere, bypas-
sing all of our security measures?"
"Does it matter how long they've been there, or how they got there in
the first place?" asked American Republic President Vargas. "They're ob-
viously there now, and this is obviously a threat."
Kai squeezed his eyes shut. "But why? She's getting exactly what she
wants. Why threaten us now? Why show us her hand?"
"Perhaps to ensure the Commonwealth doesn't out of the mar-
riage alliance at the last minute?" Bromstad suggested.
"But she has absolutely no reason—" Kai huffed and dropped his hand
to the back off his chair ... what had once been his father's chair. He was
far too restless to sit down as he glanced around at his cabinet members
and advisers, his country's educated experts who were looking as
baffled as he felt. "What do you all make of this?"
His experts traded looks among themselves, before Chairman Deshal
Huy start to drum his fingers against the table. "It does seem to indi-
cate that they're sending us a message of some sort."
"Perhaps this is their of RSVPing for the wedding," muttered Gov-
ernor-General Williams from Australia.
"Perhaps we should ask them," said Kon tapping a finger
against his brow. "If Luna is to become a peaceful ally of the Earthen
Union, we might as well start opening the lines of communication."
"Naturally," said Africa's Prime Minister Kamin. Kai could all but hear
her rolling her eyes. "As they've been so open with us in the past."
"And you have a better idea?"
"I certainly do," said Williams. "This could be our best chance to re-
cipeocate the recent invasion. We should coordinate a full-scale attack
—take out as many of these ships as we can. Show Luna that they can't
keep threatening us every time Levana throws another fit. If they want a
fight, we'll fight."
"War," said Prime Minister Kamin. "You're suggesting we start a war."
"They started the war. I'm suggesting we end it."
Kamin sniffed. "And you think our militaries are prepared to launch
an attack against an entire fleet of Lunar ships? We don't have the
faintest idea what type of weaponry they have, and I think the recent at-
tacks illustrated that they're not going to fight by any strategies we're fa-
miliar with. They're unpredictable, and as much as it pains me to admit,
our military expertise has suffered from generations of peace. Our num-
bers are down, few of our men have been trained for space combat—"
"I agree with Australia," interrupted Queen Camilla. "This could be
the only time we ever have the element of surprise on our side."
"Surprise?" barked President Vargas. "They're surrounding us. What
if they're hoping that we attack them? What if all this drivel about the
marriage alliance has been a ruse, just to keep us distracted while they
move into position?"
Kai's knuckles whitened on the back of the chair. "The alliance isn't a
ruse, and nobody is starting a war!"
Camilla smirked. "Oh, yes. I'd forgotten that the young emperor is so
very knowledgeable in these matters."
His blood began to simmer. "This holograph indicates that while
these ships may have earth surrounded, they are still outside the territo-
rial designations of the Earthen Union. Correct?"
"For now," said Governor-General Williams.
"Right. Which means that for now, these ships aren't violating any
terms that we've established with Luna. I'm not saying Levana isn't
taunting us or threatening us, but it would be foolish of us to react to it
without first coming up with some sort of strategy."
Williams shook his head. "By the time we've finished strategizing, we
very well may have been obliterated."
"Fine," said Kai, squaring his shoulders."The Treaty of Bremen states
we need a majority rule to execute an act of war against any political en-
tity. All in favor to attack these Lunar ships, say aye."
"Aye," said Williams and Camilla in unison. The other three leaders
remained silent, but Kai could tell from their pinched expressions that
no one was happy about it.
"Measure fails."
"Then what do you propose we do?" asked Queen Camilla.
"There is a Lunar delegate staying in the palace right now," said Kai,
cringing to himself. "I'll speak with him. See if I can figure out what's
going on. The alliance negotiations are between Luna and the Common-
wealth, so just let me handle it."
He canceled the communication link before the other leaders could
argue, or see how frustrated he was becoming. Frustrated that he never
knew what Levana was thinking or what she was going to do next. Frus-
trated that he was bowing to her every whim and yet she still decided to
pull a stunt like this, for no apparent reason other than to get the rest of
the Union all riled up. Frustrated that, if he were honest with himself,
a large part of him agreed that attacking those ships might be the best
course of action.
But if war broke out, they had no chance of competing the peace
alliance, which meant no hope for getting their hands on the letumosis
antidote.
He glanced around at the other men and women sitting around the
holograph. "Thank you," he said, his voice sounding almost calm. "That
will be all."
"Your Majesty," said Nainsi, rolling into the boardroom as the experts
filed out, "you have a meeting scheduled with Tashmi-jie in six min-
utes."
He stifled a groan. "Let me guess. We must be discussing table linens
today?"
"I believe catering staff, Your Majesty."
"Ah, right, that sounds like an excellent use of my time." He clipped
his portscreen to his belt. "Let her know I'm on my way."
YOU ARE READING
Cress
Teen FictionTheir best hope lies with Cress, a girl trapped on a satellite since childhood who's only ever had her netscreens as company. All that screen time has made Cress an excellent hacker. Unfortunately, she's being force to work for Queen Levana, and she...
