CHAPTER 255

TWO HOURS LATER

That conversation was now long forgotten.

They had stood there on the military landing pad near the main spaceport and listened to the clapping and cheers for nearly an hour. It was very nearly overwhelming as close to four million people had crammed into the immediate area to catch a glimpse of the Covenslayer; the son of Leonidas, the grandson of Resumar.

Their King.

Martin had lost count of the number of humanoid and non-humanoid species he had shaken hands, paws, tails or whatever they had with. When they had finally reached the hover lift transport that would take them to the Apo Prime Senate Gardens Martin thought his arm was going to fall off.