Lord Gregory Bayliss entered the chambers to hushed whispers, it had been some time since he'd last been in here. His last visit remembered witha degree of shame. As usual he had been blasted on whiskey and gin, and had made quite a fool of himself and the office he held.
He sat down and waited for the floor to go public. He had something to say and it was imoportant that he say it.
When other, more urgent, matters had been attended to, Gregory stood up.
"My Lords, Ladies and gentlemen. Some of you may remember me, others should be glad they do not. I am Major General Lord Professor Gregory Bayliss. Formerly in charge of the 8th Bretonian Marines, I led the rescue of 130 civilians from the Canbridge incident. I charged a Kusari landing force on Planet Harris with nothinng more than a company of men and the backing of my House. I taught at Sandhurst Milirtary College, educating young officers. I also brought shame and disrepute upon the House of Lords, with my actions after these deeds.
"A drunkard, a blaggard, a liar and a cad. All these could and should have been applied to my name. I was cast out from Bretonia in disgrace. My holdings repossessed, my home, everything except the titles I still hold.
"But it is strange how this sector turns. Nothing more than a chance encounter can twist everything on it's head. A chance encounter with the IND led to the restoration of my riches. But more importantly a chance encounter with my wife has led me to this. Six words, just six words has led me to your chambers once more. For the words she said to me after our meeting are the words I shall have etched upon my headstone. "I love you when you're sober". So here I stand, sober, contrite, emboldened. Ready to do my part for my House in the war. If, that is, you will have me back."
Gregory returned to his seat, awaiting the response.
Saint Del is considered a holy healer of diseases of children, but also as a protector of cattle.
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