“Agreed.”
“Agreed,” Soklov said. Juraens’ eyes flashed at Mark. ::Victory…sometimes a win comes harder at the negotiating table than it does in battle.::
::I have much to learn of diplomacy:: Mark took a deep breath as if he braced himself to continue.
“Are there any questions?” Juraens asked. There were none.
“As this is an informal meeting, we can recess now and vote on the matter on Thursday with the full council. I’m sure all of us are planning on attending the reception on the Brightstar on Friday evening. It will be better for all concerned if we already have the business behind us.” Ravenswald stood and looked to the others.
“Gentlemen, unless there is anything else to discuss this should wrap up the proceedings.”
“Prince Mark of EarthClan, do you certify that the voice document transcribed is a true and accurate report of the proceedings,” Juraens asked.
“Yes, I do certify,” Mark said.