"So Commander, what's this about?" The Crown Prince leaned forward. "If this isn't worth my time, I'll promote you to Admiral and make you sit through each and every meeting in its entirety."
"Your Highness, may I present Pentam Booksdale?"
"Yes, I remember sea serpents and I crashed your wedding." The prince nodded at Pentam.
"Your intelligence service's attempts to steal an invention from the Zithayan Dynasty caused me considerable trouble." Cal frowned at him. "I'm still annoyed we were used as a cover."
"You can hardly expect us to announce we're sending out spies."