But what he actually said—his voice calm, regal, and composed—was, "You're right, Association Master Berinly. Given our proximity to the Holy Region, it makes sense for my Empire to act first."
He let that hang in the air, before adding with a deliberate pause and steady weight, "However, you must also understand—it will take time to mobilize and prepare a fleet of the necessary scale. I must ensure our movements remain discreet, to avoid attracting attention from opportunists or... the very force we're concerned with. Logistics, navigation through adjacent star-rifts, and supply lines—these things must be managed carefully."
"His tone turned firm but reassuring. "So yes, I will act first. But don't worry—within one or two Galactic Days or at most 3 Galactic Days, my fleet will depart."
A subtle shift spread across the chamber.
