At the evening, the "Melange" was especially crowded. Many returned home after a working day, which made them wish to drink a coffee and relax in the cozy atmosphere of a coffee shop. A woman in a black long dress was sitting in a private room, and her habits more than demonstrated an aristocrat in her. Manners, gestures, condescending look. As if she was among her subjects.
In front of her was a cup of coffee and some kind of dessert. In her hands she was holding a holographic tablet, and apparently she was expecting someone.
While the Renaissance remained under repair in Burgundy, Antonin, immediately after his meeting with Anderson, took his personal shuttle and headed for Lorraine. Two bodyguards, as always, went with him.
The home planet greeted Lusignan with the familiar cool winds and snow-capped mountain ranges. The shuttle flew quickly to one of the planet's major spaceports, from where the three GSB servicemen set out to meet the mysterious sender.
Inside, the man was greeted by a waitress who pointed to the private rooms on the second floor and led him to a table. As soon as the company approached, Juliet put down the tablet and looked languidly into the eyes of the one who had approached. - Antonin, I presume? You look younger than in the photo.
The waitress, without hesitation, disappeared from sight, so as not to interfere with the "couple".
- Dead? She asked surprised, but after a few seconds the corners of her lips curved into a slight grin. - Oh oui... Charente and everything else. That is why they called me a ghost at the entrance to the now no longer my estate. Ah, poor butler, when he saw me he passed out. I wonder what has already been written about me?
She folded her hands into the lock and her face took on a colder shade. - Alas. Fortunately or unfortunately, I am alive. But do not rush to correct this "annoying mistake", Lusignan. I am not here to harm you or my country, and certainly not to be hurt by anyone. She held out the tablet to the man. - Admire with whom today those who have claimed themselves as "the protectors of the King and the Monarchy" have sang.
"I'm not surprised," the Director replied after reviewing the data on the tablet, "The same ship tried to enter Gallic space under the pretext of a diplomatic mission. I suspect Captain of Amenhotep is not a particularly gifted individual, but that's for later.
- Perhaps because I care about the fate of the country that gave me life? Or maybe I just want to punish someone who harmed me earlier? Or something else? Who knows. There should be a little bit of everything. If it would not matter - I would not come here. You understand, handsome, how I risk performing such? After all, who knows what might be waiting for me around the corner? The Golansky thugs, people who are displeased with my old rule here, or maybe a hitman sent by someone else...
She folded her legs one by one and leaned back in her chair. - Captain of the "Amenhotep" - a dog who betrayed Golansky, who stole one of his favorite "Osiris" battleship's, and then joined the group of Liberty extremists, which proudly calls itself "Insurgency". I decided that you would be interested in this.
"It certainly has some value... Although, it would if the Insurgents were connected to Gallia by trade or operations against Liberty and Bretonia. But we don't have the "luxury" of an alliance with a mob of revolutionaries unable to decide which Liberty they want." Antoninus replied, watching as de Pascal leaned back in her chair. "Golanski must be extremely angry, considering that this isn't the first Osiris he's had stolen."
She chuckled. - Oh yes, judging by what I heard, he has been chasing him for a long time. As, however, and for the rest. As for the Insurgents, it is a matter of time before they knock on your doors with their feet. Just get ready for surprises. However, that's enough about that. Despite your steadfastness and composure, I can feel how you boil inside with mixed feelings. Anger, confusion, even a little fear. You can see that you have more questions for me Juliet nodded her head after. - Ask if you want. Anyway, I do not intend to leave until we finish this wonderful dessert.
"There is no anger. Only disappointment. However, the fact that you survived the raid and the revelation of your little secret, thanks to La'Row, is proof that if you hadn't been infected with the alien contagion, we might have made a pretty good team. However, what's to stop me from shooting you here and now?"