The NATO Conference

[DarkTails]

Coming down from orbit, a Liberty shuttle carrying Admiral Prower and his aide, Captain Fox, landed. Both stepped down, Miles still toying with his tie, correcting it in his dress uniform. "I've been wearing this frequently lately and I still can't get the tie perfected." He would mutter, he really needed a new one but his mind was preoccupied. Both would begin to make their way towards the Amber Palace, noting the somewhat calming atmosphere the surroundings had.

As they'd draw closer, they'd know behind the doors lay the politics, the drama and issues associated with it, would have to be addressed. The future of Liberty, Bretonia and the NATO alliance would stand before the trial by fire of politics. Neither liked the fact, but it was inevitable since the beginning, and there was nothing further to delay it. The two approached the palace, intent to direct themselves to the conference room, and prepare for the most challenging part of the war; officially ending it.