Luna sat in her desk, sipping her tea and studying the pamphlets brought to her.
It was late at night, but that didn't bother her, she was the princess of the night after all.
One thing that was different was the room she was sitting in. Unlike her sister, she never liked the grand and immaculate throne rooms. Rooms like this suited her better. She could sit comfortably and get work done, without all the grandeur of the Solar Empire.
She was about to go get more tea, when the monitor on her desk beeped.
A single message appeared.
Fowl of Fire, Clear?
Luna hesitated a moment, then used her magic to make the reply.
Yes
Now, it would start.
She had given Phoenix the authorization to commence the attack.
It was sort of hypocritical of her to make the first move to declare war, considering the NLR had been founded in protest of the last war.
But she felt like she had no choice.
The Alliance Navy was getting aggressive, even more than usual, pressing on the borders and taunting Republic ships.
War was inevitable, and she had chosen to launch a per-emptive strike on the Alliance, to gain the advantage ealy in the war.
She only hoped it was the right choice.