“Right. It’s the perfect time for everybody. But it doesn’t hurt that this is when the chancellor happened to be free.” “Such is the state of politics,” Stellan said. In truth, it was good of Chancellor Soh to have made the time to attend, even holographically. The flickering images next to him on the dais saw her sitting comfortably in an informal chair, her enormous targons lying on either side of her, dozing in the contentment of beasts. Stellan’s eyes met Lina Soh’s, briefly—each sharply conscious of the memories of the Republic Fair. The image of Stellan lifting her unconscious body from
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