Chapter 7

“To our Triad BondMate,” he said, as they each drank from his BondMate’s tumbler and let the Sarran Asta brandy flow like a fiery snake down their throats.

Jonal drank from Tonas’s cup, “To our BondMate, one way or another she’ll be ours by this moontide.”

A voice sounded from the consoles, “Admirals, a communiqué from the surface.”

“Re-route it here, Lieutenant Septis,” Jonal replied.

“Break seal, by command, Jonal.”

“Break seal, by command, Tonas.”

Tonas stepped over to the console, the communiqué scrolled open on the screen.

“They agreed,” he shouted, “Bless the Goddess, they agreed.”

Jonas said, “Septis, get me the Bridge on a secure channel.”

Septis responded, “Line open, Admiral Jonal.”

“Commanders Lunas and Saxton, broadcast this communication fleet-wide.”

“Confirm, sir,” said Lunas.

Saxon said, “Attention all fleet personnel; this is Commander Saxon with orders from Brightstar. Attention: all fleet personnel.