“That’s why I can’t simply go down and take command,” Bel Iblis said into the silence, “Until she’s able to accept me—really accept me—as someone she can trust, she won’t ever be able to give me any genuine authority in the New Republic. She’ll always need to be hovering around in the background somewhere, watching over my shoulder to make sure I don’t make any mistakes. She hasn’t got the time for that, I haven’t got the patience, and the friction would be devastating for everyone caught in the middle.”
