Royalty Meets Discordian's Lead

[Doc Holliday]

Doc gave a soft smile. He then took a bottle and two glasses. He poured one and then the other. He then handed one to the Prince, "Cognac. I always enjoy it before official functions. I could tell you stories of it's origins but it would bore you I'm sure." He then took a sip, savored it and carried his glass as he began to speak.

"Prince Joseph, I wish to begin this with an apology. I am not blameless for the tense relations with your people. I apologize for TAZ transgressions into Gallic space and I apologize for the attempt on your sister's life by then Commander Rajuc. It was an act he did on his own and against my orders. I was only able to give a verbal reprimand as he and his crew was killed shortly thereafter in Dublin space by the Mollies. For all of it, I have no excuse."

He took another sip of his cognac, "My people were interested in wine and tobacco trade. Lately, they have expressed interest in cryocubes. Prince, I'm not asking to be buddies nor am I asking for trust as I know that the latter must be earned. What I ask is for a fresh start. I have little to offer except the amulets we produce."

He paused a moment, realizing he had just done something he swore never to do....but it was a necessity. He became a bit more somber, "I let a personal matter between your sister and I affect my judgement with everyone. It still is personal but I have unfairly judged your family for it."

He then put on a light smile again, feeling some relief as if a lot of weight had just left his shoulders.

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