"Rumoured Coalition? Which hole were you hiding in I wonder? The Galaxy know we are alive, kicking and dishing out humiliating defeats to the former Alliance at every turn. So, if you have only heard rumours about us - What Propaganda station do you listen to hmm?"
Vladimir was thoughtful as he sat back down.
"Trust me when I say - this glove, it's a tight fit. Perhaps some Lubricant is in order. Alica! When I get my coffee, bring me something from Mendal's "Special box". Thanks.
As for you, you speak as though you know much about Rheinlanders, Corsairs.. but what really interests me is the Bretonians. Tell me why their Monarchist form of governance is doomed to fail?"