[PERSONAL AND CONFIDENTIAL]
To: Her Majesty, Queen Vedriat of the Shadren Hegemony
From: Elym HeermannYour Majesty,
We live in interesting times -- both myself, in this Empire, and you, in your realm. The galaxy has been caught in a storm, said tempest shaping it both directly and indirectly. It is easy to focus on the drama of the storm itself -- in an instant, lightning strikes a tree, a forest so dense and tall that it seemed like it had stood for centuries fuels a conflagration. Yet every time one cranes one’s neck to behold such a moment, one necessarily loses sight of other quieter but equally impactful events.
I’ve been watching the developments in the Shadren Hegemony, and you have no doubt seen the Empire’s response. I trust you appreciate why your expansion in the Belsmuth Sector complicates extending any official diplomatic notes, even carefully-worded requests.
The time for official responses will come -- the Imperial Trade & Communications Bureau will be in touch. I elect to send a personal note in the interim, unfettered by protocol.
I imagine your high-born Imperial upbringing prepared you to navigate diplomatic waters with facility. Much like my people, yours understand the value in biding one’s time and acting in the shadows. We let what is dark belong to the darkness, maintaining appearances in the light. Asking something outright is at best, clumsily crass; at worst, one has created a vulnerability by laying one’s intentions bare. We all purport to abhor gossip, yet spend our social time gleaning information like scavengers circling carrion, all too eager to consume it no matter how long it has been rotting in the sun.
Given the situation, however, I fear the consequences of tarrying. Neither of us can afford poisoning ourselves with conjecture and misinformation.
Your Majesty: If there is something either of us ought to know about the current acquisition, I humbly request that the lines of personal communication remain more open than the official channels. I ask this in a spirit of pragmatism and discretion.
Though my current condition requires a boredom-inducing level of bed rest, I am able to maintain regular correspondence. If I go through this again, kindly advise me how you managed to avoid ballooning to thranta-like proportions, even with twins. I’m quite envious of how easy you made it all seem, though not surprised.
Yours,
Elym